The Only Sane Thing

"Your're crazy!"
"Mmm, maybe," he said.


"Hey, you know that thing you said about my being crazy?  I think I am.  But the best part is: it's just the beginning."
Snap.  Can you imagine if this is just the beginning?  "Alright... alright.  Let's have an adventure, then!"

If this is just the beginning, then I will set as my goals to love you every day more and more.  I want to say, "to love you as no one has been loved," but I am scared to offer, to give that much.  I know love is in sacrifice, if also in delight.  Jesus help me.  There are few among men so worthy, and I know my love for him will take me to You.  I know his love for me will always work to do the same.

Crazy.  If this is just the beginning.  Lord, teach me how to love.


Catholic philosophers say love--seeing the other truly as he/she is, giving all of one's self to that person--is the only sane thing.  My worldview, then, is not yet all the way Catholic.  Help me!

My Love

I knew you were the one I looked for,
the one long awaited.
And more each time another wasn't.
Your being satisfied my desires
When every other's couldn't.

Nevermind, Love, the winter snows,
that snuffed, for now, the flames.
Crimson coals hide beneath.
Inside their black shells still burn.

The winter snows will come and go.
You were the one I long waited for.
They could never put out my love.
Crimson coals still burn beneath,
If inside black shells.

Winter snows will come and go.
Hidden, quiet, and deep,
my love for you still burns.

Getting Used to Being Treated Well

In the past 6 months, I have had 9 guys ask me out, 6 of them in the past 2 months.  (This has never happened before!)  And, to a tee, they have all been gentlemen.

All have asked for my number (when appropriate; cowardice was never the reason they didn't).  All have phoned to ask for the date.  All have picked me up (when appropriate).  All open doors, including the car door.  All pay without hesitating.  All make their continued interest (or occasionally, otherwise) known quickly, directly, respectfully.  I have not been made to guess or wait.  And of course, I have returned the favor.

The Bikini

Jessica Rey gives a great summation of the bikini, and modesty generally, in relation to human (woman's!) dignity in her 11 minute Evolution of the Swimsuit.

Worth it.  Check it out.

Mercy

"Rest a moment near My heart and taste of the Love in which you will delight for all eternity. But child, you are not yet in your homeland; so go, fortified by My grace, and fight for My kingdom in human souls; fight as a king's child would... I expect from you, My child, a great number of souls who will glorify My mercy for all eternity. My child, that you may answer My call worthily, receive Me daily in Holy Communion. It will give you strength." 

-Jesus to St. Faustina, via Kyrstyn Walsh's facebook wall.

Sisters Know Best, One Instance of Girl Brain, and Letting Go

Sisters know best.  Anyway, mine does.  I knew that.  Briefly, I wondered if she might be wrong.  She was not.  :)  And I was set free by it.

Pentecost, Freedom, and Cooperation with the Holy Spirit

And they [devout men from every nation] were amazed and wondered, saying, "Are not all these who are speaking Galileans?  And how is it that we hear, each of us in his own native language? . . .  What does this mean?"  --Acts 2:5-6,12

It means God is enough to fill the needs of EVERY human heart.

It means the Infinite Mystery is beyond the limits of any specific human culture.

It means that God is stepping into human hystery - ha ha! providential typo - also human history :) again to reverse the sentence at Babel.