Sunday, December 26, 2010
Tuesday, December 07, 2010
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Seattle Has a New Archbishop!
Frank and Chloe Kabisch are Grandparents Again
The night before last gathered around my bed, my 5year old grandson, Monty Pope said to his grandmother, "Guess what, when I turn 6 I'll have a new brother or sister." He couldn't have been happier and his granddad tried desperately to do the math. I needed help. We all could not be happier. What a welcome this little guy/gal will be getting. I'll keep you posted.
Peter is his name of the new Archbishop, and he comes with a track record of love and generosity. I hope many will meet and love him, so that he might more fully love us. Today was his installation I'm sure you can easily find him on you tube and it will be a joy. Give it a shot.
I'm torn. I want to go out on the internet and sit back and relax. However, the month of November came and went without me ever making an entry. I have yet to do my Christmas cards and if I don't get them done it will end 50 plus years of trying to say to so many friends, hang in there! your friendship still means so much to me. As I look back through almost every segment of my life I have been blessed by friendships. Where there is friendship, "there" is the love of God made manifest in our lives. I'm sure you must be bored out of your tree hearing me say the same thing over and over. However, if it's true it should be shouted from the highest mountain top. Speaking of blessings, thinking back to those many times I was blessed by standing on a mounton top. Not the professional ones, but those that give you a sense of what it must be like to climb the highest mountain as the song recalls. I've had the blessing also of spending time with the Wolf Trap family in Stowe, Vermont. Climbing can get scary, but without it you'll never see the vista of other mountains and valleys where it's nice to find time for God. We used to say Mass up there and it helped understand the mystery of the Eucharist.
The last few weeks have really been on the tough side. Kris must have broke some record with her three trips to the Emergency room. One of the nurses, married to one of her former students asked, "no! not you again". Now, we can allow a little smile come to our faces, but it was not a good time. Once again, I found myself in deeper love with Kris then ever before. Isn't that the way it's supposed to work. Love, gets more profound the more you move on together. We are thankful that things are much better now and we are greatly indebted to our children for holding our hands through the process. My daughter in law, Debi were discussing the movie Up tonight. She cried all the way through it, and I just identified so much with the star that I was depressed to the point of not wanting to see it through. Good story telling gets through to you. If you'd like to understand just a little bit better the elderly you find in your midst, try watching "Up!".
Kris just returned from a house shopping trip to Denver. She saw a few that she liked, but I don't think she has seen the dream house. Tara is coming in Jan to supervise the house reduction which will take us from a 5 bedroom to a 3 bedroom home. It will go something like this, Out for trash, out for the use of others and the slimmed down ready to move remnants. It will go like this, we sell here, we move there and we purchase there. Again, if you want to know I'm scared silly, watch the movie Up and take a Kleenex for the tears similar to those shed by Debi.
Well! It's after 11 pm and I'm entering into that time of evening and day break when all my faculties are at their max. The exact opposite will occur in the morning/afternoon when I attempt to wake up. God bless you and remember me. If you need God's blessing dial my friend Stan Rother and he'll go to bat for you. His cause for beatification has moved forward and is in the hands of Rome. They'll be looking for Stan to be linked to a miraculous event. I don't know of any of you out there that doesn't know of someone, including yourself that doesn't need some kind of miraculous event in your or their life. Tell him, that Frank sent you.
Seattle Has a New Archbishop!
Frank and Chloe Kabisch are Grandparents Again
The night before last gathered around my bed, my 5year old grandson, Monty Pope said to his grandmother, "Guess what, when I turn 6 I'll have a new brother or sister." He couldn't have been happier and his granddad tried desperately to do the math. I needed help. We all could not be happier. What a welcome this little guy/gal will be getting. I'll keep you posted.
Peter is his name of the new Archbishop, and he comes with a track record of love and generosity. I hope many will meet and love him, so that he might more fully love us. Today was his installation I'm sure you can easily find him on you tube and it will be a joy. Give it a shot.
I'm torn. I want to go out on the internet and sit back and relax. However, the month of November came and went without me ever making an entry. I have yet to do my Christmas cards and if I don't get them done it will end 50 plus years of trying to say to so many friends, hang in there! your friendship still means so much to me. As I look back through almost every segment of my life I have been blessed by friendships. Where there is friendship, "there" is the love of God made manifest in our lives. I'm sure you must be bored out of your tree hearing me say the same thing over and over. However, if it's true it should be shouted from the highest mountain top. Speaking of blessings, thinking back to those many times I was blessed by standing on a mounton top. Not the professional ones, but those that give you a sense of what it must be like to climb the highest mountain as the song recalls. I've had the blessing also of spending time with the Wolf Trap family in Stowe, Vermont. Climbing can get scary, but without it you'll never see the vista of other mountains and valleys where it's nice to find time for God. We used to say Mass up there and it helped understand the mystery of the Eucharist.
The last few weeks have really been on the tough side. Kris must have broke some record with her three trips to the Emergency room. One of the nurses, married to one of her former students asked, "no! not you again". Now, we can allow a little smile come to our faces, but it was not a good time. Once again, I found myself in deeper love with Kris then ever before. Isn't that the way it's supposed to work. Love, gets more profound the more you move on together. We are thankful that things are much better now and we are greatly indebted to our children for holding our hands through the process. My daughter in law, Debi were discussing the movie Up tonight. She cried all the way through it, and I just identified so much with the star that I was depressed to the point of not wanting to see it through. Good story telling gets through to you. If you'd like to understand just a little bit better the elderly you find in your midst, try watching "Up!".
Kris just returned from a house shopping trip to Denver. She saw a few that she liked, but I don't think she has seen the dream house. Tara is coming in Jan to supervise the house reduction which will take us from a 5 bedroom to a 3 bedroom home. It will go something like this, Out for trash, out for the use of others and the slimmed down ready to move remnants. It will go like this, we sell here, we move there and we purchase there. Again, if you want to know I'm scared silly, watch the movie Up and take a Kleenex for the tears similar to those shed by Debi.
Well! It's after 11 pm and I'm entering into that time of evening and day break when all my faculties are at their max. The exact opposite will occur in the morning/afternoon when I attempt to wake up. God bless you and remember me. If you need God's blessing dial my friend Stan Rother and he'll go to bat for you. His cause for beatification has moved forward and is in the hands of Rome. They'll be looking for Stan to be linked to a miraculous event. I don't know of any of you out there that doesn't know of someone, including yourself that doesn't need some kind of miraculous event in your or their life. Tell him, that Frank sent you.
Thing of Beauty (blog from 101310)
During the last few days I have been riveted to my television. An entire nation bound together and impacting the entire world. Which of the 33 were not heroes? Which of the 6 could have risked their lives more fully on behalf of the others? The President could have not been more of a leader. As so many said, after it was over, how could an entire nation have done more. Chile will never be the same. The president will never be the same. The volunteers were changed forever. The miners are incredible. Never in my life have I witnessed something I so completely wanted to be a part of. Perhaps, I too have been changed. Hard work, genus, courage, bravery, leadership, risk taking, patience, discipline, role play and patriotism had their days.
How and when will I change. Once again, my sentence was commuted and I remain alive. However, I still awake asking myself how well have I used this extended time? Is the world a better place today? Jesus not only provided baptism and confirmation along with Holy Orders and the Eucharist but allowed me several opportunities to die in His Grace. Tomorrow, I hope to be transformed as those players of Chile were transformed and find in potential tragedy the pinnacle of love so aptly portrayed in tears, words, hugs and kisses, presence and faithfulness. I hope the last few days watching my tv have not been wasted.
How and when will I change. Once again, my sentence was commuted and I remain alive. However, I still awake asking myself how well have I used this extended time? Is the world a better place today? Jesus not only provided baptism and confirmation along with Holy Orders and the Eucharist but allowed me several opportunities to die in His Grace. Tomorrow, I hope to be transformed as those players of Chile were transformed and find in potential tragedy the pinnacle of love so aptly portrayed in tears, words, hugs and kisses, presence and faithfulness. I hope the last few days watching my tv have not been wasted.
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