Archive for January, 2011

January 15, 2011

Pope John Paul II
May 18, 1920 – April 2, 2005

Wadowice, Poland

“You are young, and the Pope is old, 82 or 83 years of life is not the same as 22 or 23. But the Pope still fully identifies with your hopes and aspirations. Although I have lived through much darkness, under harsh totalitarian regimes, I have seen enough evidence to be unshakably convinced that no difficulty, no fear is so great that it can completely suffocate the hope that springs eternal in the hearts of the young. You are our hope, the young are our hope.

Do not let that hope die! Stake your lives on it! We are not the sum of our weaknesses and failures; we are the sum of the Father’s love for us and our real capacity to become the image of his Son.

I finish with a prayer. O Lord Jesus Christ, keep these young people in your love. Let them hear your voice and believe what you say, for you alone have the words of life.

Teach them how to profess their faith, bestow their love, and impart their hope to others.

Make them convincing witnesses to your Gospel in a world so much in need of your saving grace.

Make them the new people of the Beatitudes, that they may be the salt of the earth and the light of the world at the beginning of the Third Christian Millennium!

Mary, Mother of the Church, protect and guide these young men and women of the Twenty-first Century. Keep us all close to your maternal heart. Amen.”

– Toronto, Downsview Park, Sunday, July 28, 2002

January 10, 2011

“I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God
who is sending a love letter to the world.”
– Bl. Teresa of Calcutta

January 5, 2011

Remember this obsession?

Ahhhh yes. Not a day goes by without me blogging about food.

Anyway, this is lovely. Josh Groban, we are soulmates and a half.

P.S. You know what my 6th graders got for Christmas? itouches and smartphones. Smartphones? I don’t even have a smartphone. You are 11 years old!!

January 3, 2011

I’m going to start out….

…. On a rather depressing note: I have just fallen in love with the Starbucks holiday gingerbread . . . at the end of the holidays. Sigh.

On a much more happier note: I have the day off of work today. Downside: I must work 12 hours tomorrow. Upside: I have missed the craziness of my coworker, and I’m slightly excited to see the ecstatic looks on my 6th graders faces and find out what the kids Christmas present craze of 2010 was. Pillow pets?!

Today is going to be a beautiful day because I am going to put on an apron, drink a glass of Riesling, and make this.

This, my dear friends, is Pioneer Woman’s lasagna. There are very few things in life better than Italian food. And that’s all I have to say. My dear Madre got me Pioneer Woman’s cookbook for Christmas (along with other “weapons” like a microplane zester that I unable to take with me on the plane), and I have thoroughly enjoyed browsing through it and dreaming of a day when I have my own “farmhouse” where I can leisurely (ha, just humor me here) relax on my hypothetical wrap around porch at the crack of dawn with a cookbook and a mug of coffee thinking of the fabulous things that I will be making for dinner that night.

Back to reality.

I live in the suburbs with Wal-Mart and Urban Active just a half a mile away. And I have a day  job. And not a lot of time to dream of my country wonderland.

But before I start to make myself unhappy, I have a beautiful life filled with joy and peace right now and what more could a girl possibly ask for?

Maybe Cinnamon Rolls, but that’s about it.

Happy New Year!

January 2, 2011


I may have started out my day reflecting on Mother Teresa quotes, but then fell in love with Archbishop Fulton Sheen’s vision of femininity instead. This takes me back to my senior year at Benedictine . . .

Liturgy speaks of woman as fulfilling mysterium caritatis: the mystery of love. And love does not mean to have, to own, to possess. It means to be had, to be owned, to be possessed. It is the giving of self for another. A woman may love God mediately through creatures, or she may love God immediately, as Mary did, but to be happy she must bring the Divine to the human.” – Archbishop Fulton Sheen