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A Pretty Day at Work

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It’s hard, sometimes, working in a building that has (almost) no windows.  I never know what the weather is like outside.  Usually, we can hear the rain (like a thousand cats on a hot tin roof), but whether it is overcast or sunny, hot or cold, is rather a mystery.

The smokers among us escape every so often and go outside, and there are a couple of people who take daily walks at lunchtime.  I tend to eat at my desk and work through lunch and take no breaks.

But today, I decided to order Jimmy John’s.  It was so pretty out, that I went back upstairs to grab my phone to take a couple pictures of the building.  (That and the Jimmy John’s guy was stuck at the gate and I had to call him.)

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7 Quick, Quick Takes

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I have been working almost 80 hours a week for 21 days straight. My next day off is Memorial Day. So, please understand why these are short and uninteresting and wander from topic to topic with no logical organization whatsoever… 🙂

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I have started a new project called God to Go! You can find information about it on the God to Go Facebook Page. Basically, I plan on showing up in various areas ready and eager to answer your questions about the Catholic faith, intercede for you, be a shoulder to cry on, or just hang out. Kind of like college professor office hours. I’ll be there, drop in if you’d like. 🙂 You can read about my first session here.

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Reading!

I read Jen’s book, Something Other Than God, and just loved it. One day, I will finish writing my review(s). One day. I also plan on competing in all (or most) of her contests. I have a tendency to bite off more than I can chew. But I WILL. DO. ALL. THE. THINGS! Please be patient… 🙂

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Thursday was my last day of Bible study! I have been attending the Catholic Biblical School of Michigan for 4 years now and I have graduated! I’m looking forward to our celebration at the end of the month! It has been a wonderful program and so worth it! I can’t even begin to tell you how much I learned. The nice part is that once you graduate, you can retake the courses as many times as you want — for free! So I think that a bunch of us are going to start right back over with Year 1. I haven’t yet decided if I am going to do that or do something different. But certainly, just because I’ve graduated, doesn’t mean that I’m done reading and learning about the Word of God. If anyone has any suggestions for me for a follow-up program — I’m open to suggestions!

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I find myself taking more pictures, now that the weather is getting nicer.

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10 hour work days on Saturdays and 15 hour work days on Sundays makes Mass attendance tricky. On Divine Mercy Sunday, the liturgy ran longer than I had anticipated, so I was the one who went up to receive Jesus and then left immediately. Once I made it outside, I *ran* to my car and drove like mad to get to the other side of campus to training. I wonder what everyone thought of the crazy lady fleeing church like she was on fire. Sorry, St. Thomas parish. Your church is beautiful, though.

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I delivered mail from the Vatican!
Papal Blessing from Rome

My goddaughter’s papal blessing arrived and last Friday, I was finally able to meet up with her Godfather at her house to give it to her.

That’s my quick, quick version of what’s been going on in my life. What’s been going on with you?

God Bless!

For more Quick Takes, visit Jen at Conversion Diary!

Thursday Humor

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(Thanks to Michael for sharing!)

Recently, a large corporation hired several cannibals to increase their diversity, “You are all part of our team now,” said the Human Resources Rep. during the welcoming briefing. “You get all the usual benefits and you can go to the cafeteria for something to eat, but please don’t eat any employees.” The cannibals promised they would not.

Four weeks later their boss remarked, “You’re all working very hard and I’m satisfied with your work. We have noticed a marked increase in the whole company’s performance. However, one of our secretaries has disappeared. Do any of you know what happened to her?”

The cannibals all shook their heads, “No.” After the boss had left, the leader of the cannibals said to the others, “Which one of you idiots ate the secretary?” A hand rose hesitantly.

“You fool!” the leader said. “For four weeks we’ve been eating managers and no one noticed anything. But NOOOooo, you had to go and eat someone who actually does something.

Take Nothing for Granted

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Last night, my brother came over, which was great. I don’t get to see him all that often. He stayed until about 12:15 am, when I finally had to go to bed, so that I’d be able to get up this morning. About 3 am or so, my roommate woke up and was violently ill. Poor girl — I hate being sick like that. I got up and gave her some baking soda water to try and calm her stomach, then tried to lay back down for a little while.

Of course, then I overslept. I ran around and figured that I’d at least attempt to make the very end of Mass, even though I don’t like walking in late. I pulled into the parking lot about 6:50. Mass always goes at least until 6:58. People were already leaving. How strange. As I walk in, a friend was walking out, so I asked her if Mass got out early today. She said that no priest ever showed up.

“Are they okay??” I ask, worried now. This is not typical.

She shrugs, “They probably just slept in.”

True, that’s most likely what happened, but what if something happened and someone’s really hurt or ill or had to go to the hospital??

So, I went into the chapel and prayed, prayed, prayed.

Then, I thought about what the other people might think, who also go to the 6:30 am Mass. I was concerned that they might be upset with the priests, and I prayed for their understanding and forgiveness, too.

I prayed for all the people who don’t get to go to Mass every day; for the priest shortage; for the upcoming Year of the Priest.

I prayed for Fr. John. I prayed that he was okay and that nothing bad happened that he had to take care of. I prayed that whoever had not made it to Mass, that they were okay and that they wouldn’t get too upset at themselves for missing (if it was a sleeping-in kind of thing). I prayed that Fr. John wouldn’t get too mad at whoever missed Mass. I prayed that (if it were a sleeping-in kind of thing) our priests weren’t working themselves too hard. I prayed that if they needed the extra sleep that God would heal them in mind and body and refresh them. I prayed that they would have stamina and endurance and be able to fulfill all the tasks which God calls them to. I prayed to the Blessed Mother to take care of her sons, to protect them and to care for them.

I prayed and I worried. I said things like, “God, I trust You that everything will be okay, but please, please keep him safe!”

I went to Starbucks to get my morning coffee, and on the way back decided to stop by the church again — to see if anyone had showed up for the 8 am Mass. On the way back, I was praying for him to be okay, and alternately thanking God that he *was* okay. Which was a little bizarre. I got to the church, and Fr. John’s car was there, so I was a little relieved. I gathered up the toys I had to give him and went inside and waited for a little while, but didn’t see him. I snuck down to the church proper, and saw him sitting on the far side, praying. I didn’t want to bother him, and it was getting late, so I left to go to work.

I’m glad he made it in. That something’s not grossly wrong, but I still pray that he is okay and not sick or overly tired or facing any big problems. May the Blessed Mother continue to care for him.

I was running **really** late for work now. So much that I knew that if I parked in the commuter lot and waited for the bus, I would be definitely late. So, I had to park in the structure. That’ll be $10 for the day. Ouch. But I’m glad that I at least know that he made it to church. I hope that if it was Fr. Lee who was to say Mass this morning, that he also is okay.

Worry. Pray. Worry. Pray. Whew! Caring for priests is a hard job! 🙂