Training of Children, Job Description

The Keller Kids

I never fail to be surprised when I have been lead to a reflection. One that draws on so many memories, that there just doesn't seem to be enough time to take it all in. My children have been and still are a tremendous source of pride. I am surprised this time by a quote by Bishop Fulton Sheen.

Home life is the God-appointed training ground of human character, for from the home life of the child springs the maturity of manhood, either for good or for evil.

The Quotable Fulton Sheen

What is he saying? What he says to me is most important. My children have been given to me for the purpose of bringing them home to the Father. I have been charged with the training of these "special deliveries." Their father and I are charged with their care, nurturing and training. We are to be guides in the path of right and wrong.

These children are treasures! They have given us at times disappointment, anxiety, happiness, and joy. They are a never ending source of growth for me. They have brought me to maturity. I can only hope that the path we have traveled will bring us all to the same generous, compassionate, loving Father.

Now I have grandchildren. They, too are a source of pride and joy. But this time, I can only counsel, not mold or teach...Oh, my how difficult it is for me to keep my observations to myself sometimes. But step back I must for I am not the MOTHER this time.

I know you all have similar stories. Take time to reflect on those memories. They can be fulfilling. They may cause us to regret decisions we have made in the past. But if we can REALLY reflect on those times I truly believe you will be aware of the Holy Spirit's guidance. Though things don't always work out for us and our children the way we'd like, I know the source of strength of parenthood comes straight from the Wisdom of the Spirit!

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Thanks be to God!

Please visit NC Sue at IN HIM WE LIVE AND MOVE AND HAVE OUR BEING. She has a wonderful story about a "Cracked Pot." It is grand!!!

INDY 500 According to Maxine

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Long before I moved to Indiana, there was no Memorial day complete with out THE race, the INDY 500. Even as a child growing up in Colorado, the race was the highlight of the celebration. The family would meet at Washington Park. Everyone would bring a dish and sandwiches to share. We all gathered round the picnic tables, said grace and chatted. Now keep in mind that this was not a televised race. The race was on the radio. After eating the women would sit around and talk, unless you were Aunt Mary. She and the menfolk would take their chairs and gather around the radio and listen to the race. It was fun as a child to listen to the men speculate and make predictions about the race. Gosh it was grand to hear the laughter and bantering.

Until recently, Wes, Annie and the Girls lived in Speedway. Yes, indeed, the town grew up around The Speedway. In the comfort of their family room we could sit watching the race on TV and open the windows and doors and LISTEN to the cars as they raced around the oval.

Times change, the enthusiasm for the sport has not. It is exciting, thrilling, and when gathered with family there is the wonderful experience of sharing cherished memories. Hope you all enjoyed the race yesterday! Happy Memorial Day!!!

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Thanks be to God!

Freedom

Washington, DC, 2007

Freedom is not just something with which we are born; it is something we achieve. America did not receive a perpetual endowment of freedom; it has had to struggle and fight to preserve it. Freedom is not an heirloom or an antique; it is a life that must fight against the corrosive powers of death and nourish itself on the daily bread of goodness and virtue.

The Quotable Fulton Sheen
Edited by
George J. Marlin,
Richard P. Rabatin,
and John L. Swan

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Thanks be to God!!!!!

A Memorial Day Poem

by C W Johnson

We walked among the crosses Where our fallen soldiers lay. And listened to the bugle As TAPS began to play. The Chaplin led a prayer We stood with heads bowed low. And I thought of fallen comrades I had known so long ago. They came from every city Across this fertile land. That we might live in freedom. They lie here 'neath the sand. I felt a little guilty My sacrifice was small. I only lost a little time But these men lost their all. Now the services are over For this Memorial Day. To the names upon these crosses I just want to say, Thanks for what you've given No one could ask for more. May you rest with God in heaven From now through evermore

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Thanks be to God!

Mt. Rushmore
6/2007

America For Me

by Henry Van Dyke

'TIS fine to see the Old World and travel up and down Among the famous palaces and cities of renown, To admire the crumbly castles and the statues and kings But now I think I've had enough of antiquated things. So it's home again, and home again, America for me! My heart is turning home again and there I long to be, In the land of youth and freedom, beyond the ocean bars, Where the air is full of sunlight and the flag is full of stars. Oh, London is a man's town, there's power in the air; And Paris is a woman's town, with flowers in her hair; And it's sweet to dream in Venice, and it's great to study Rome; But when it comes to living there is no place like home. I like the German fir-woods in green battalions drilled; I like the gardens of Versailles with flashing fountains filled; But, oh, to take your hand, my dear, and ramble for a day In the friendly western woodland where Nature has her sway! I know that Europe's wonderful, yet something seems to lack! The Past is too much with her, and the people looking back. But the glory of the Present is to make the Future free-- We love our land for what she is and what she is to be. Oh, it's home again, and home again, America for me! I want a ship that's westward bound to plough the rolling sea, To the blessed Land of Room Enough, beyond the ocean bars, Where the air is full of sunlight and the flag is full of stars.

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Thanks be to God!!!

Mini-reflection

Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception
Washington, DC, 2006

There are some emails that cause one to reflect on the words. There are others that cause one to ask how someone could have thought of the words written. This one caused me to do both.

Without God our week would be

Sinday
Mournday
Tearsday
Wasteday
Thristday
Fightday
and
Shatterday

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So it is that today I say,
"Thanks be to God~"

Holiday Dessert

Nectarine and Blueberry Crumble

For the filling:
2-1/2 lbs. ripe but firm nectarines, pitted and sliced
1/4 C. light brown sugar
1/2 t. ground cinnamon
1/2 t. pure vanilla extract
1 T. fresh lemon juice
1 C. blueberries

For the topping:
1/4 C. pecans
3/4 C. rolled oats
1/2 C. flour
1/4 C. firmly packed light brown sugar
1/4 t. salt
1/4 t. freshly grated nutmeg
6 T. cold butter
Cream, whipped cream, or vanilla or plain yogurt for serving

Preheat the oven to 375°F. Butter a 2 to 2 1/2-quart baking dish or gratin. Toss together the ingredients for the filling in a large bowl, then turn fruit into the prepared dish.

Heat the pecans in a small dry skillet over medium heat, shaking the pan or stirring the nuts, until they begin to smell toasty. Remove from the skillet at once and chop the nuts coarsely.

Mix together the oats, flour, sugar, salt and nutmeg in a large bowl or in the bowl of a food processor fitted with the steel blade. Cut the butter into small pieces and work it into the flour mixture, either by taking up the mixture in handfuls and rubbing it briskly between your fingers and thumbs, or by using the pulse action in the food processor. The topping should have a crumbly consistency. Stir in the pecans.

Spoon the crumble topping over the fruit in an even layer. Bake until browned, about 45 minutes. Serve warm or at room temperature.

Serves 6 generously.

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May you all enjoy this delight!

Every Holiday needs a "crumble"~

This one is from Razzle Dazzle Recipes.

Thanks be to God!!!!!

Holiday weekend!!!!!

Thought I'd start decorating around the "house" here for the holiday weekend. What to do you think so far?

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Thanks be to God!!

Five Minute Chocolate Cake!!!!

My friends Maggie and Karen both sent me this recipe. I haven't tried it yet but I intend to do so soon. Please give it a try.

5 MINUTE CHOCOLATE MUG CAKE 4 tablespoons flour 4 tablespoons sugar 2 tablespoons cocoa 1 egg 3 tablespoons milk 3 tablespoons oil 3 tablespoons chocolate chips (optional) A small splash of vanilla extract 1 large coffee mug (MicroSafe) Add dry ingredients to mug, and mix well. Add the egg and mix thoroughly. Pour in the milk and oil and mix well.. Add the chocolate chips (if using) and vanilla extract, and mix again. Put your mug in the microwave and cook for 3 minutes at 1000 watts. The cake will rise over the top of the mug, but don't be alarmed! Allow to cool a little, and tip out onto a plate if desired. EAT ! (this can serve 2 if you want to feel slightly more virtuous).

And why is this the most dangerous cake recipe in the world? Because now we are all only 5 minutes away from chocolate cake at any time of the day or night!

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Thanks be to God!

Dedication of Mother Teresea's Treasures

Today was the dedication of the new Mother Terese's Treasures and Newburgh Food Pantry.

Eight years ago when a local neighborhood grocery decided to close, there was one who thought there was a perfect use for the store. Margaret suggested to Father Joe that it could be used to house the Newburgh Food Pantry. The food pantry had outgrown it's present location and needed a larger space to operated. She thought half of the store could be used for the food pantry while the other half could be opened as a thrift shop with the donations of those wanting to dispose of unwanted clothing, linens, toys or small appliances. The resale of these slightly used items would be what paid for the utilities, the property, and upkeep of the building to support the food pantry.

So here we are 8 years later. The thrift shop paid for itself and more. It outgrew the shop and the store was in disrepair and would cost a more to fix than to build a new shop. So it was that 6 months ago the work began and culminated today in the dedication by Bishop Gettelfinger.

We gathered in the new parking lot as a community of faith, praying for the blessing of a building that has contributed much to community of Saint John the Baptist Parish and to the community of Newburgh as a whole.

During the bishop's words I noticed a butterfly light on the pavement. As a church of signs, I saw this as an affirmation of renewal, rebirth. We have a commission to feed the hungry, clothe the naked and care for all according to their needs. I saw the butterfly as a sign during this Easter season as Christ in our midst.

And though Margaret could not be with us today, her memory will always be a treasured part of what Mother Teresa's Treasures is meant to be. This endeavor is meant to be a visible witness to all of the principle of Christian Charity. The gift of love and generosity to all through our Lord Jesus Christ. We, who were privileged to know Margaret, have her legacy to hand on to others.

For this opportunity to have been able to share in this for this eight years, I feel very privileged. Through Margaret's wisdom and diligence, we have been shown that the will of God can be carried out in the smallest corner of this world. And because of this we are able to touch the lives of many.

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Thanks be to God!