Around the Horn

Remember this picture?

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Nicky went to work with Mike and spent some seriously fun time on the set of Around the Horn.

When he got home, he tried valiantly to recreate the experience with his siblings.  He plays the host and they are the panelists.  But it was difficult to do using nothing but kitchen chairs.

Two nights ago, I was awakened to a panic in the middle of the night.  I got up to do a "kid check" and couldn't find Christian. After several frantic minutes (that felt like frantic hours), I found him in the garage, constructing this of duct tape and cardboard.

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Now, Nicky has a proper desk, complete with mute buttons and he can play on!  Here's what he thought when Christian unveiled the surprise:

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Keep it real

Danielle asks us to be real today.  In part, she writes, I love reading about other Catholic families, but let’s be real: Most of us aren’t going to be airing our dirty laundry here. And of course that’s how it should be. At least to some extent.

Since I really did air  my dirty laundry online, perhaps I shouldn't comment on this angle of blogging, but...

We read these blogs to be encouraged. When we write these blogs, it's helpful to remember that we are called to build each other up.  Sometimes, the great idea, the beautiful organized home, the perfect lesson plans, really do encourage and build up another woman.  They give her tangible inspiration. I have printed Alice's tea idea and plan to use it on Friday.  Kim's home organization tips bless me every day, a dozen times a day. And I admit to having Dawn's post on lesson planning open all day on Saturday while I tried to refocus my own plans.  I'm so grateful for these women of faith!

Sometimes, it's the admission that we're struggling that offers a blessing.It's a blessing to be able to pray with a friend, for a friend.It's a blessing to see how she can start with a mess and to cheer her on as she brings peace and beauty to her family's lives. We don't want to write or read day after day about how hard it is, how much we want a moment to ourselves, how tired we are, how much laundry there is. That would be discouraging.  But there is comfort, every once in awhile, to know that we are not alone in our struggles--our imperfections. And there is great comfort in knowing that it's okay not to be perfect.

Danielle is the master of being real,encouraging her readers with humor and graciousness. We know she irons once a year. We know she's been caught speeding (more than once).  We know her children have eaten less than perfect diets occasionally.  And it's all good.  Because we are always assured that God is at work in the Bean home. If it were perfect there, they wouldn't need Him. But they do need Him and Danielle doesn't leave you with the ugly imperfect; she points you to the beautiful source of grace.

We're all working together towards heaven.  And guess what? Heaven and the blogosphere are not one in the same. Blogs are nothing but a waste of precious time if they're not helping us get to heaven.  Meet me where I am, with my imperfections and my insecurities and walk with me towards the Perfector. Be my friend. My real friend.

Oh LOVELY Sunday reading!

It's a lazy sick day here, perfect for a great, big, thick Sunday paper.  Unfortunately, the thick Sunday paper in these parts is full of hogwash. So, the thin Sunday paper is what's on the porch and I can pretty much read the whole thing waiting for my first cup of tea to brew. So, what to read with the second and third cups?  Regina Doman has a new blog!  Truly, this a pure joy to read this morning.  How I love to hear her "voice!"

Every Family Shall Carry Home a Blessed Candle

Livesoflovelinesslogo200612_2_6 "On Candlemas Day every family should carry home a blessed candle, which will have a special place on the home altar and will be lit in all moments of danger, during thunderstorms, during sickness, in time of tribulation." ~ Around the Year with the Von Trapp Family

My pastor announced that he will bless candles on Candlemas Day, February 2nd. Now, my only challenge is finding a box big enough to carry our candles to church to be blessed! This feast, so rich and sensory, is a true treasure, nearly lost to modern times.

I am just beginning to understand how the candles of Candlemas are inextricably tied to the Feast of the Presentation.  My dear friend Donna is such a good listener.  I think that she is especially blessed with this virtue because she has suffered so in her lifetime.  She was widowed very young and has since cared for her aging mother. Whenever I go to her to sort my own trials, she prays with me on the phone.  And then, she promises to "light a candle." She almost always has a prayer candle lit, I think.

When Our Lady took Jesus to the temple and Simeon greeted them, he recognized the light first. He said that Jesus was "the light for revelation to the Gentiles, and glory for your people Israel."  Then, he told the Blessed Mother that she would suffer: "Behold, this child is destined for the fall and rise of many in Israel, and to be a sign that will be contradicted and you yourself a sword will pierce so that the thoughts of many hearts may be revealed." 

She did not understand but she did know that she knew the Light, the Lord, was hers in her suffering.  When we suffer, we turn to the Lord, who came as light and life to the world. And we can light a candle to remind us of those words of Simeon who coupled forever the suffering with the Light. What beautiful sacramentals candles can be in the domestic church!

I've always loved candles; I am drawn to light and beauty.  In candlelight, the hard edges of the world are softened. Now, I feel drawn to them as I'm drawn to prayer.  Christ settles over the candlelit room and softens the edges of the harsh world while illuminating my soul with His holy will.  We appeal to our senses when we prepare our homes with candles to use throughout the year.

For many years, my family has enjoyed advent candles.  My children like to light them, like to snuff them, like to sing about lighting them.  Those pink and purple tapers bring the liturgical year to light every night at our dinner table and I'm always sad to put them away. They are replaced right after advent with gold candles for the Christmas feast, but when that season ends, there are no candles on our table.

This year, I decided to buy some blue pillar candles for the table for the Feast of Mary, the Mother of God.  I was so pleased with this new tradition (just once and it's a tradition), that I started thinking about how we could bring the liturgical year to our table all year 'round. Combined with traditional prayers keyed to the calendar, the candles would be a visual reminder of the life of Christ in the Church.

I researched traditional symbols for different seasons of the liturgical year and I bought pillar candles in appropriate colors. To the traditional green, purple, and gold or white, I added blue candles to use for Marian feasts. Next year, I will make the candles from beeswax, but in the interest of time, this year I purchased paraffin candles.

Using very thin beeswax, the children cut liturgical symbols and melted them onto the pillar candles. There are flowers and hearts on the Marian blue candles, fish and loaves of bread on the green candles, an empty tomb and an egg on the white candles for Easter. The result is a series of liturgical candles to use throughout the year at the dinner table.

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Then, we made some blue novena candles using beeswax and soy wax with some blue dye in large Mason jars. We'll use these throughout the year on our Marian prayer table. I love the idea of a perpetual candle to remind us to continually come to the Blessed Mother for a good chat. What the children don't know is that my husband will be reminded on all the Marian feasts to bring home flowers for Mary.  With fresh flowers and candlelight, this table will always look lovely.

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We also have some tapers to bless.  These belong with our miniature Mass kit. Katie is particularly fond of lighting candles when she sets the altar. And she is also fond of snuffing when she has finished there.

Finally, I stocked up on beeswax votive candles. These are sweet smelling candles that I will light when I offer my prayers for friends and family.  And I ordered an extra box for Donna--I figure I've used at least that many in her house over the years.