Another Angel

Now that Malcolm has a committed family, I’m going to start advocating for another wonderful person who needs a family, and fast.

Her name is Laurel. She turns 16 in August. At that point she will no longer be able to be adopted. This means she will have to spend her future in an adult mental institution. Thus far she has been lucky enough to live in an orphanage for older children, one that humanitarian groups have been involved with. But she needs a family before August so that her future is not taken from her. She is a smart and friendly child who just wants to have a real home. Please share her story and help her find  a place to be loved by 2 parents.

Peace and blessings!

They stole my heart

After posting about Malcolm earlier, I started to explore the Reece’s Rainbow site and my heart has been stolen by all of these beautiful children. The nurse in me wants to help all of them get healthy and it breaks my heart that they don’t have the loving families that can be so therapeutic for children with special needs. I want to adopt them all right now. But this little guy has especially stolen my heart; Neville. He is just so adorable.

Malcom Monday

Instead of music Monday, today will be about Malcom. He’s an adorable little boy with special needs who lives in an orphanage but will soon be transferred to an adult mental institution when he turns 5 in April. If you have the means, please donate to his fund. This can be used toward the cost of his adoption. Currently he is at $7,204, thanks to advocacy from Leila over at Little Catholic Bubble, but he needs more. Any amount will help raise his fund and if you can’t donate, please share his story with your friends. And take a look at some of the other children at Reece’s Rainbow. They all need help from us.

And check out this video of Malcom. How adorable is he?

UPDATE: I just found out that a wonderful family really wants to adopt this little guy, but they will need all the help they can get. Their blog has a breakdown of the funds they need, which come to an estimated total of just over $45,000! Please check out their blog (following the link in the above sentence) and the ways you can help them.

*He’s up to 8, 458.36! Please, please, please keep donating! Let’s bring Malcom home!

 

** Malcolm has a family officially committed to him! Praise the Lord! Thanks to any support you all may have offered him!

It’s all coming to an end…

…or maybe it’s just beginning.

Today was the last session of RCIA. The next time I see the other candidates will be in 2 weeks when we are all welcomed into the loving arms of the Holy Catholic Church at the Easter vigil. While part of me is sad that this part of the journey is coming to an end, I can’t help but rejoice that the rest of the journey is beginning. I have so much ahead of me to look forward to. So much more for Christ to teach me. And I am so ready to learn it all. I am so excited to get to participate in the communion supper. That has definitely been one of the tough parts of this journey, staying in the pews while others get to go receive the flesh of Christ himself. But 6 months down, 2 weeks to go! Hallelujah!

Saint Gianna Beretta Molla

Yesterday I finally took the time to read the biography of my soon to be patron saint, Gianna Beretta Molla.  It was such an inspiring and touching story. There is nothing extraordinary about this modern day saint. She wasn’t a missionary, working with desolate, impoverished people. She didn’t found any religious orders. She just went about her everyday work and life, living in a way that spoke the gospel. As a physician, she looked at all her patients as if she was treating Christ himself. She was a devoted wife and mother, to the point of laying down her life to save her youngest child during pregnancy. She made a decision to continue the pregnancy, knowing that in the end, she probably would not survive long after the child was born. But being a strong Catholic woman, ending the pregnancy, and therefore her child’s life, to save herself was never an option. It took a courage that I fear few women these days have, or even want. I pray that this culture of death will see examples of true love, like this one, and have a change of heart. But I know that is going to take a lot of Divine intervention. Saint Gianna, pray for us.

Love Your Enemy

I stumbled across this picture and I was speechless and almost moved to tears.

A group of African American physicians and ER staff are treating a Ku Klux Klan member. You can tell that they are definitely doing all they can to save this man. And there is no hiding, based on his attire, that he is in fact a KKK member. I can’t imagine how difficult it must have been for these individuals to fervently try to save this man. Talk about love your enemy.  I hope that this man was grateful for these individuals. Maybe this situation changed him. I guess we can never really know. But I thought I’d just share this very inspiring photo.

St. Jude

I just applied for a summer nursing internship at St. Jude Children’s hospital in Memphis. I am beyond excited at the idea of possibly working there this summer! I have dreamed of working there for a few years now. I love working with kids and I love that families don’t have to pay a thing in order to be treated there. I love all the work in research as well direct care that they do in order to remove the awful disease of cancer. Healing these children physically and the families emotionally and spiritually would be an amazing learning experience and such a blessing! And spending my summer in Memphis, TN wouldn’t be so bad either. If I let myself, I know that I am going to be super anxious over the next few weeks waiting to hear back. Pray that I will trust God’s plan in it all, no matter what the result may be.

Peace and blessings!

The Throne of David

“…And the Lord will give him the throne of David his father, And he will rule over the house of Jacob forever and of his kingdom there will be no end.” Luke 1: 32b-33

This is the One that I serve. This is the King of my life. This is the Son of God, to whom I answer. This is the God who came to earth as a humble carpenter. The One who served and healed and taught for 3 years before taking humiliating torment and mocking, followed by a painful death nailed to a cross. This is the One who restored all of us to God forever, if we will only accept his gift and pick up our crosses. I no longer answer to this world, only to Him, the One who holds the throne of David.  I get chills (the good kind) when I think of his unending kingdom, ruled with grace and love, made possible by His sacrifice. The kingdom that I get to live in as one of us children. I hope you all know how much He loves you and wants you to know Him. I hope you all will consider moving to His kingdom and learning to serve this perfect King, Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior.

The Wonders of a Cathedral

Whenever I walk into the cathedral or the basilica in the Twin Cities, I am left in awe and wonder. I can’t help but be silenced by the beauty. A sense comes over me that I am truly walking into the presence of the Lord, and my soul just stops fighting and rests. It’s glorious. I know people who have a problem with the extravagance of the buildings the Church has built throughout the ages, but I find it magnificent. I am left wondering how on Earth they built cathedrals long before they had the construction equipment we have now. I am left amazed by how sturdy these buildings are, able to withstand centuries of wear and tear. I am left with a sense of the wonder of God and can’t help but worship in the presence of such beauty, and I believe that was the intent of those who built those cathedrals and the artists who did all the paintings and statues. I am left feeling like I am truly a part of a group of people with a long history, like I am connected to all those who worshipped in those pews before I did. It’s absolutely glorious, no matter what others may say.

How can you not just want to worship at the sight of this beauty?!

Glorious!

Self Centeredness

Our society has become so self centered and hedonistic society, and by no means am I innocent of this. But as I listen to the way my peers talk and listen to the news, I am disheartened by how immensely self centered we have become.

I’ll start with the birth control debate. This is probably getting old, but I can’t ignore it. I know everyone has very different views on sex, marriage, pregnancy, and contraception and that’s fine. I know some people are ok with sex before marriage. I know some people are ok with artificial contraception. And I accept that it is their choice to make. They don’t answer to me. So, as long as they are informed about all the options, they can make whatever choice they like. But it’s gotten to a point where it’s not just having the right to have sex without (supposedly) the consequences. It’s gotten to a point where that lack of consequence needs to be free to the individual and now people who do not believe in artificial contraception must pay for it. Really and truly, I don’t care if you want to have sex without the chance of pregnancy, that’s your prerogative (though I hope someday you will see the beauty of waiting and naturally planning a family). I’m not going to ask that artificial contraception be made illegal. But don’t make me (if I were to become a small business owner) pay for it. And the crux is that the people who seem most upset about the religious fighting back are those who can probably afford to pay for it themselves, or at least for a copay. I’m all for providing access to free preventative healthcare, especially to those who actually need it to be free, when that healthcare actually prevents a disease and not a natural part of life.

We insist that everyone accept our lifestyles as valid and equally good. Even if they don’t say, “No, you can’t do this,” but instead say, “I’m not going to stop you, but I don’t condone it either, ” it’s never good enough. We seek constant validation for our way of life and we condemn those who don’t agree. We expect validation of our views but refuse to validate the views of those who don’t agree. I will admit that this one is a slippery slope. A line has to be drawn somewhere. Not everyone can be right and we have to live our lives on a search for the truth and proclaim it when we find it (and this may come across as trying to have our views validated). But at the same time, we have to avoid trying to force others to see what we see and accepting our way of life as valid, for that is not the way to win others over. Love and patience is how we win others over, not forcefulness.

We ignore the poor because we are so concerned about ourselves and making our lives as enjoyable and “blissful” as possible. People talk about making things better for them and want the government to step in and fix it all. They want to take money from the rich and give it to the poor. But how many of us ever personally do anything to help the poor? How many of us pass by the man or woman with the sign asking for any help that can be given them without a second thought? How many of us volunteer at the local homeless shelter or food pantry? How many of us donate clothes and food to organizations that help the poor? How many of us continue to live in homes with way more things than we could ever need instead of living simply and helping those who can’t even afford the basics of living? How many of us blame the poor person for their situation without ever taking the time to hear their story? I know am guilty of doing (or not doing) all of these things on many occasions. Instead of waiting for the government to step in or for the poor man to “get off his butt and find a decent job,” how about we go out and purposefully help someone less fortunate than us? Maybe then the government wouldn’t even need to step in. Maybe if all of us who have a little extra would use that to help those in need instead of buying the latest gadget from apple or that fabulous pair of designer jeans there wouldn’t be so many people living in poverty, barely able to eat enough to survive.

All of these things, to me, seem to be a result of our very hedonistic nature in our society. We only think of what will feel good in the moment. We do what we want when we want without taking into account morals or potential consequences. And on the rare occasion that we do consider the consequences, we only try to do everything in our power, or demand others do everything in their power, to remove the consequences. We don’t consider what is better for us in the long run. We only think about the now, pleasure in the moment. Unfortunately this is something I too am guilty of at times.

I pray that we as a society will learn to take accountability for our actions and that we will learn to help those who are in need. I pray that we will accept the consequences and risks of our behaviors and will foot our own bills for whatever we deem necessary to avoid said consequences. I pray that individuals will take the time to do something for those in need in their area, whether it be buying the beggar a meal or giving them a few bucks, or even just listening to their story. I have not lost all faith in humanity. I know that we can become a nation that is others centered rather than self centered.

And now I will step down off my soap box and get back to my homework.