This past weekend, I resolved to make this week one of truly putting God first. There would be no yelling, no getting exasperated when things didn’t go my way, no trash talking on the phone with friends; nay, I would be a model of Christian love and grace to everyone I encountered.
How did it go? Let’s just say that this quote from Fr. Hpoko’s 55 Maxims for Christian Living has been a powerful, comforting mantra for me this week:
51. Have no expectations except to be fiercely tempted to your last breath.
Back when my husband and I were first starting our business, we needed to do everything possible to give clients a good impression so I looked forward to getting his Yale diploma out of the closet and putting it in a prominent place in his office.
When I got it out of the box, I was horrified: it was all in Latin! UNIVERSITATIS YALENSIS?? How was anyone even supposed to know what that meant?! I could just imagine myself striking up conversation by saying “So, is Yalensis in Texas?” if I’d seen that on someone else’s wall.
This is why they don’t let people like me into Yale. I’d be the rube who called the administrative office to say something like: “Thank you for my lovely diploma! If I ever do any time travel back to ancient Rome it will come in very handy. But, in the meantime, could you send me a copy in English?” Seriously, if I put in all that hard work I would want something like this:
I finally got my Maya Wrap all set up after unthreading it to wash it, and I’d forgotten how much freedom that gives me! The other day I was able to chase my toddlers around a park while the baby dozed off in the little pouch. It took me a long time to figure out how to use it, but I looooove my sling now.
I keep toying with the idea of joining a CSA. I like the idea for a lot of reasons: I’d be supporting local farmers, we’d be forced to eat more veggies than we normally would, and all the food would be fresh (and most of it organic). Yet I have this fear that, instead of my vision of our table overflowing with creative new veggie dishes at each meal, I’d end up with a bunch of rotting vegetables in my kitchen.
Does anyone have any experience with this? Is it hard to use all the food you get from the farmers? Does it save money? I’d love to hear any thoughts.
…Although I guess if I had a bunch of vegetables leftover I could always do this:
You don’t realize how many portrayals of napping there are in cartoons until you’re a very sleep deprived mother of toddlers. It’s like watching those Pizza Hut commercials when you’re on a diet. Really painful.
Last weekend was one of the first weekends that I had much success with making Sunday a day of rest. It has been surprisingly hard to get into that habit! It made last Sunday a really pleasant day and started the week on the right note. Hopefully I’ll be able to do it again this weekend!
I look forward to reading your posts!