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Sister Stephanie Marie Wardle
A late Happy Birthday to my sister! She would have been 69 years old yesterday. Missing you!
April 18, 1942 - January 31, 2004
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The Crescat is going to Rome to meet with the Pope! He has invited Catholic bloggers to a discussion on new media. If any of the 6 of you who read this blog can help, hop over and click her PayPal link. Even if it's only a dollar or two, it would really help. And I'm sure the prayers she will offer will more than compensate you. She is a great blogger and an even better person. Go visit her. Thank you.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Great blog links
My friends are much better writers than I can pretend to be. Here is some great end of Lent reading. Adoro te Devote has a fabulous post about words. The Crescat posted about the wonder of riches. Loved Sinner has this to say about listening and following.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Monday Humor
The return of Monday humor (H/T: Daily Quip)
The couple were 85 years old, and had been married for sixty years. Though they were far from rich, they managed to get by because they watched their pennies. Though not young, they were both in very good health, largely due to the wife's insistence on healthy foods and exercise for the last decade. One day, their good health didn't help when they went on a rare vacation and their plane crashed, sending them off to Heaven. They reached the pearly gates, and St. Peter escorted them inside. He took them to a beautiful mansion, furnished in gold and fine silks, with a fully stocked kitchen and a waterfall in the master bath. A maid could be seen hanging their favorite clothes in the closet. They gasped in astonishment when he said, "Welcome to Heaven. This will be your home now." The old man asked Peter how much all this was going to cost. "Why, nothing," Peter replied, "remember, this is your reward in Heaven." The old man looked out the window and right there he saw a championship golf course, finer and more beautiful than any ever built on Earth. "What are the greens fees?", grumbled the old man. "This is heaven," St. Peter replied. "You can play for free, every day." Next they went to the clubhouse and saw the lavish buffet lunch, with every imaginable cuisine laid out before them, from seafood to steaks to exotic deserts, free flowing beverages. "Don't even ask," said St. Peter to the man. "This is Heaven, it is all free for you to enjoy." The old man looked around and glanced nervously at his wife. "Well, where are the low fat and low cholesterol foods, and the decaffeinated tea?" he asked. "That's the best part," St. Peter replied. "You can eat and drink as much as you like of whatever you like, and you will never get fat or sick. This is Heaven!" The old man pushed, "No gym to work out at?" "Not unless you want to," was the answer. "No testing my sugar or blood pressure or..." "Never again. All you do here is enjoy yourself." The old man glared at his wife and said, "You and your bran muffins. We could have been here ten years ago!"
The couple were 85 years old, and had been married for sixty years. Though they were far from rich, they managed to get by because they watched their pennies. Though not young, they were both in very good health, largely due to the wife's insistence on healthy foods and exercise for the last decade. One day, their good health didn't help when they went on a rare vacation and their plane crashed, sending them off to Heaven. They reached the pearly gates, and St. Peter escorted them inside. He took them to a beautiful mansion, furnished in gold and fine silks, with a fully stocked kitchen and a waterfall in the master bath. A maid could be seen hanging their favorite clothes in the closet. They gasped in astonishment when he said, "Welcome to Heaven. This will be your home now." The old man asked Peter how much all this was going to cost. "Why, nothing," Peter replied, "remember, this is your reward in Heaven." The old man looked out the window and right there he saw a championship golf course, finer and more beautiful than any ever built on Earth. "What are the greens fees?", grumbled the old man. "This is heaven," St. Peter replied. "You can play for free, every day." Next they went to the clubhouse and saw the lavish buffet lunch, with every imaginable cuisine laid out before them, from seafood to steaks to exotic deserts, free flowing beverages. "Don't even ask," said St. Peter to the man. "This is Heaven, it is all free for you to enjoy." The old man looked around and glanced nervously at his wife. "Well, where are the low fat and low cholesterol foods, and the decaffeinated tea?" he asked. "That's the best part," St. Peter replied. "You can eat and drink as much as you like of whatever you like, and you will never get fat or sick. This is Heaven!" The old man pushed, "No gym to work out at?" "Not unless you want to," was the answer. "No testing my sugar or blood pressure or..." "Never again. All you do here is enjoy yourself." The old man glared at his wife and said, "You and your bran muffins. We could have been here ten years ago!"
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Prayer request
I haven't posted for a very long time. I didn't feel like I had much to say. Hopefully I can get "with it" a bit more often. As for right now, there is an urgent prayer request. A wonderful blogger, Angela Messenger, is asking for a shower of prayers. Her Godfather, who lives in Holland, is scheduled to be euthanized on Friday. It doesn't seem real to even type those words. He has been ill and we're praying that he can die naturally, in God's own time, before this can happen. Pray that God's will be done and not that of man's.
More here:
Where Angels Blog
More here:
Where Angels Blog
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Thanksgiving
Unemployment is still at 9.6%. The economy is struggling. Air travel is a near occasion of sin on SO many levels. The temperature outside right now is 20 F. Exactly what is there for which to be thankful??? Perhaps I should crawl back into bed, pull the covers up and forget the whole day.
Wait a minute! I have a bed - with covers. At least that is something for which to be thankful. And that bed is in a house with heat. And I have a computer and internet access to write this ramble. I have a dog at my feet and one on my lap. There is a turkey in the oven - and it isn't even for dinner today! No, I get to eat at the big family dinner - with FAMILY! I have three beautiful children; Jon, Jordon and Julie who are absolutely incredible. I have an extended family who care about me even with good reason to not care. Maybe I do have reason to be thankful.
In the words of the ever present infommercial, "But wait! There's more!"
After dinner I will visit with some dear friends. Yes! I do have friends! Before dinner I will do a bit of shopping (for those kiddos). When I return home (in a car that is old but runs well), I will settle in and watch some television, surf the net, eat a turkey sandwich (tradition) and return to that cozy bed.
I am alive. My health is good (for an old man). My brother is recovering well from cancer surgery. Although my Mom, Dad and sister are no longer here in the flesh, they are praying for me in the communion of saints.
Apparently I have plenty for which to be thankful! And today I give most thanks to God! He who has given me more gifts than I can fathom. There in lies the challenge. Do we watch the daily news and lament about the ills of the world? Or do we look beyond and above to the One who has given us His very Son.
"FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD THAT HE GAVE US HIS ONLY SON THAT WE MIGHT HAVE ETERNAL LIFE."
THANK YOU!
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Not forgotten
June15 1920 - July 24, 1982.
28 years ago t
oday my Mom, Cecilia T. Wardle succumbed to cancer at the age of 62. Far too young and too little time with her. She taught 1st communion classes for 35 years and was one of the first recipients of the Pius X award in our diocese. I still miss her very much. (Picture is a photo of a pastel done by a friend of mine).
28 years ago t
oday my Mom, Cecilia T. Wardle succumbed to cancer at the age of 62. Far too young and too little time with her. She taught 1st communion classes for 35 years and was one of the first recipients of the Pius X award in our diocese. I still miss her very much. (Picture is a photo of a pastel done by a friend of mine).
Friday, July 23, 2010
We're Famous
Creative Minority Report has a post about church design. There is a nice reference and photo of our local cathedral, the Cathedral of the Madeleine. We have a beautiful cathedral that combines a Romanesque exterior with a Gothic interior. It is well worth a visit if you happen to find yourself in Salt Lake City .
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