Here is a sampling of my mind's wanderings throughout my first year of teaching and first time living on my own; nothing extraordinary, just simple, short, and sweet. My friend Alli asked that I create a blog so she could follow my adventures, and I have willingly obliged.

"Nothing is more practical than finding God, that is, than falling in love in a quite absolute, final way. What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination, will affect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the morning, what you will do with your evenings, how you will spend your weekends, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude. Fall in love. Stay in love. And it will decide everything."-Pedro Arrupe, S.J.

5.31.2011

Splish-Splash

Rain, rain, go away. I wish I had a make-shif boat to sail away on as I sit in my living room watching my street flood due to the extreme rains. It's actually quite the site to see, my street turned into a canal. It's as if I have my own Venice at my doorstep. I could take my gondola and soak-up a leisurely float down memory lane. (from 5.25.11)
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5.25.2011

Open Pages

I visited the art museum on Saturday.  There were beautiful impressionist paintings, interesting suits of armour, and eye-twitch inducing "modern art," but there was one painting that really stood out: "Christ and the Virgin in the House of Nazareth" by Francisco Zurbaran. By the time my dad pointed it out to me, I was all too quickly thinking this museum was blending in with the numerous museums we painstakingly walked through in Rome. It was, however, a picture that spoke a thousand words. A young Jesus of about 10 years had pricked his finger on a crown of thorns he was weaving, foreshadowing His later fate, while Mary looked on, quietly letting tears fall down her cheeks. It was a rather beautiful portrayal of what might have been a moment in Christ's home on Earth. I then noted books strewn across the table. My first though was, "Oh, Jesus is reading the Bible. How fitting!" This was only followed with, "But there was no Bible then." This lead me to my lingering question: "Just what did Jesus read?"
 
(Franciso de Zurbarán (Spanish, 1598-1664)
Christ and the Virgin in the House at Nazareth, about 1635-40)
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5.21.2011

Duck Crossing

I was driving to my library two days ago when I suddenly saw brake lights on the car in front of me. I thought maybe the driver realized we were still in a school zone and needed to slow down, but then he continued to slow, coming to a dead stop. I peered around my steering wheel and found the reason for our pause: two ducks crossing the road! There are numerous duck crossing signs (at least where I live), but I have never actually seen it happening.  I finally witnessed the event of ducks crossing the road unharmed and traveling on their merry way. How great it was that the driver ahead of me decided to stop, enabling me to be a spectator, if only momentarily, of the adventurous lives of ducks.

ducks-crossing.jpg (Photo from Duckshow.com)
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