Thursday, December 2, 2010

A continuation of thankful joy

I had every intention on updating this way more than once a month and with things for deeper and meaningful than money updates, but my joy is entering the convent and with mostly financial walls in my way I'm always excited about being that much closer and I just want to share that happiness with others.
It's funny when I began this I knew it would be difficult for me to accept money from others and still it's hard but I don't really see it as money anymore so much as I see the gift that it is. The love that people have for the religious life and even the love they have for me and I can't turn away that love. Only accept and give it back to those around me.

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Friday, November 5, 2010

New Month, New Joys

Half way point!!!

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Sunday, October 24, 2010

Kids say the darndest thing.

On December 17 1993 my mom and dad started writing random quotes. These are some of the ones that had us busting a gut at night. (Direct quotes from the journal.)

For my Catholic Friends-
Michele: Look mom Grace is sniffing the table just life Fr. Ryan does when he comes in!
Mom: In our house? I’ve never seen him do that
Michele: No! In church, you know, just before it starts. Don’t you pay attention?

Michele’s comment when a little boy brought a spider to school in a jar. “My stomach said I should be afraid, but my mind said that I should not.”

December 27 1993
Michele: Daddy I need an Aladdin doll!
Dad: Why do you NEED an Aladdin doll?
Michele: Because Jasmine is tired of sharing Ken with all the other girls.

Summer of 1993
As Michele and I were walked home from Church one Sunday, we were talking about what she might want to be when she grew up. Being the optimistic parent I said “Why, you could even grow up to be a doctor.” Her response was “You must be kidding, I wouldn’t do that!” (this she said with great disdain) When I asked her why not she said, “Because it’s work.”
As the conversation continued she said she was going to get married and live with us (her parents.) I told her that her husband would want to have his own home and when you get married you go to live with your husband. Her response was, “I would never marry anyone who wouldn’t move in with my parents. I could only raise my eyes to the sky and pray, “Heaven help us.”

August 1 1994
As I was feeding Grace today Michele came in and sat down on the couch by a pile of laundry what needed folding. I told her to “Feel free to fold your clothes out of the pile.” After a few minutes later she was still sitting there I asked her what the problem was she said “I’m not feeling very free right now.”

Michele and I were looking through some pictures that we have just developed. We came to one with her sister by herself. Michele very enthusiastically said, “I took this one!” I asked her how she knew she took the picture she very matter-of-factly stated, “Well, if I didn’t, I would have been in the picture.”

October 1994
My neighbor was just telling me about Michele’s response one day last summer when she served. Chicken soup for lunch. Michele climbed up to her chair, sat down, looked at the soup and said, “Who is sick?”

After Halloween my neighbor Millie asked Michele how she enjoyed her sweets. Michele comment was “I went to bed and had sweet dreams.”

November 28 1994 The lesson today is mom is cheap and the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
Michele showed us her second row of teeth. It seems her baby teeth didn’t fall out and her lower adult teeth are now growing in behind her baby set. I will have to take her to the dentist to have the baby’s pulled at $18 a shot.
I told Michele that if she could get the teeth out on her own. I would double anything that the tooth fairy gave her. She said, “You mean if the tooth fairy gives me a quarter, you will give me another one? Whoopee!” I could only come out ahead in this deal.

September 1995
In second grade, Michele’s school begins to issue letter grades. To prepare the parents and children for the first report card, the school sent home a three week report. Michele had A’s in math, spelling and English, but I was surprised to see a “B” in reading since I thought that this was one of her better subject, I was surprised.
I hated to focus on the B but if there was a problem I didn’t want to let it compound. I wanted to help her early on. So finally, I got up my nerve and asked, “Michele, honey, are you having a problem with reading?” When she responded, “Of course!” I was momentarily speechless. I finally asked her, “What in particular seems to be giving you a problem?” She then said, “I’m not completing my assignments.” Thinking that maybe the teacher wasn’t giving her enough time I said, “Oh really, Why is that?” Her response, “Because I talk too much, why else?”

December 7 1995
One of the things that I have notices about Michele is that she likes shortcuts. She spends a lot of time trying to think up ways to do things faster. Today she attempted her most recent experiment in speed and efficiency. She decided that if she could open all of her drawers at once, she would be able to put her clothes away faster. So, she glued all her drawers together so that they would open all at once!

August 1998
In an effort to get Michele to help keep the laundry process moving, I would tell Michele, “Your friend is calling,” every time the dryer buzzed that it was finished. One day she replied, “I’ll call it back.”

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

As the weather changes...

... so does my life continue to shift.
I just started a new job, for the next two weeks I'll be working at both my old job and my new one. I am at the pastoral center now working as the receptionist. I enjoy it a lot (day 2 mind you) and it's great to meet lots of wonderful people. Getting up at 6 am while still going to bed at midnight it a little rough but I'm starting to get onto a normal sleep schedule again. Slowly.
My loans are continuing to decrease. I'm half way to having all of my loans paid off and then there's the additional 5,000 for the first year that will need to be raised as well. It's a good thing that the pastoral center provided me with a pay raise.
All in all other than total exhaustion life is going pretty well. I'm looking forward to the cooler weather and having my nights and weekends back.
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Monday, September 6, 2010

Living in the Desert

I'm not sure why, but I'm a little surprised by the spiritual dryness that I have been going through while I've been home. The thing is I know that part of it is my fault. I'm not putting the time into prayer like I should. I don't take time to foster an interior silence. When I'm alone in my room the music is on. When I'm driving to work the radio is blaring and at work I don my headset and listen to people talk for 8 hours.
The Carmelite Sisters in Covington said that they felt the Lord calling me "to be your own superior for a while, finding the will to be faithful to prayer in myself (=in Christ of course!) before you find yourself under obedience." This came from a conversation we had while I was visiting them in March. When I didn't feel like I was doing enough for God since I was getting Morning and Evening prayer in some days. Now I find myself struggling to meet the basic 10 minutes a day. I can't make it to mass and get enough sleep and the books written by saints which were once my comfort I now only stare at longingly, but picking them up even to thumb through a few pages is like pushing against a brick wall and often when I pick them up the prayer continues to be dry and empty.
This doesn't mean I don't think I'm called to the religious life. I know that this is just spiritual dryness at it's finest but I feel like I'm not doing enough to take care of it. I'm not sticking to my guns. I'm not giving Him enough time. I feel like I'm my own worse enemy.
Looking back on what I'm saying I can tell that it's time for me to brush up on my Ignatius rules of discernment. Paying close attentions to rule 6-9 which focus on surviving desolation. And thank God for rule 10 which gave me the preparation and strength I needed knowing that I would be entering desolation a long desolation before my entry into the religious life.
At this point it's a matter of saying. I can do this. I'm supposed to do this and my God and my Love is very real and very active. Even now. Especially now.

http://www.cfpeople.org/Books/Exercise/EXERCISEp15.htm

Friday, September 3, 2010

An interesting day

So today I received a call today from one of those "Hello Ms. Stockton we want to help you pay off your debt" agencies. Based on my current situation I thought it might be a good idea to listen to them and see what they had to offer. So after about a 10 minute conversation the woman decided that I didn't qualify for their assistance since the payments I was making were too large. Think about it. I started fundraising, working and saving to pay off my loans in June pretty much, and I've paid of 9000 that's 3000 a month. She told me she could make the loans go away in 3 years. I laughed. "Honey, I need this take care of by August. If you can help with that I'm interested. Other wise I think this is a good place to part ways." That was the point she decided that I wasn't just throwing numbers at her and she needed to move on to her next call. I was a little disappointed. I was hoping she would be able to offer some kind of assistance, but I guess I'm not worth the measly amount of interest that they could get by August.

My mom and I went shopping with some of the ladies from the church and I did well until I was left to my own devices. Which brought me to the shoe store. I needed a pair of shoes. The ones on my feet were quite literally falling apart...



... Case point... However what I ended up replacing them with was not exactly in the financially scruple department. (to make excuses for myself I've been saving that money from my allotted eat out money) Don't get me wrong I'm really happy with the purchase.



It just leaves one question... Can sisters wear converse?

Friday, August 27, 2010

End of the month joy!

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The Raffle was a a huge success thanks to all of those who sold tickets, purchased or slipped a few extra dollars in to pot on their way out of mass. The loving support of the members of Our Lady of Victory is more than I could have ever wished for. I added the $2,292 and another $2000 of my own.

The girls who were accepted to enter this year all convened at the mother house a week ago on the 22nd. Which means that God willing it's less than a year until I will be joining the sisters in Connecticut. I could actually start counting days and not have to tack that tacky "one year and" before. In the mean time though life is moving on quite wonderfully.

Fr. John, my parents and I gave a vocation's panel to the youth this past Wednesday and it went very well. We each had a short amount of time to explain a little bit about our journey's none of the kids fell asleep which I'm going to take as a sign that it wasn't horrible. From my point of view it was really good. Being able to share my story helps me to pull out what's important and assures me of why I'm doing this. It also makes the discernment more real. As I tell people I realize that this isn't just a mental musing in the chapel anymore. I've really applied and been accepted. Listening to my parents share their journey was also touching. The beauty of a faithful and caste marriage is something that can't be dwarfed by media and a world with no respect for the word. I'm certain that I won't be able to strive in the vocation of the religious life without a good respect and understanding for the married life.
I have to give Fr. John credit. He's got flair. He was the last to go and he managed to keep the kids attention while giving an informative speech about vocations and discernment and explaining his own journey. It was reassuring to hear him repeat a lot of the same things as me. (He had to come late and missed my talk. busy being a pastor and all). So I'm willing to say that the night was a personal success and I have to thank Fr. John and Fr. Chris they were both extremely helpful if not essential to the making of that evening.