It’s Breast Cancer Awareness Month

Last year we had the Save the Ta-Ta’s campaign, and this year we have Save 2nd Base.

A little silly? Yes. Pushing the envelope? Definitely.

Still, a very important message. Check yourself out, my friends.

Getting Ready for NaNoWriMo!

If you don’t know anything about it, go to the National Novel Writing Month website (and it would be cool if you donated, too).  For 30 days in November, crazy people like me race to write 50,000 words before midnight on the 30th.

A regular sized novella is just 50k words. If you’ve ever wanted to write a novel, and you know you have, then the time to make up excuses is gone. This contest pits you against the clock, and challenges you with the tiniest little attainable goal: 1,667 words a day. For 30 days.

Piece of cake.

You can see my word progress on the widget in my sidebar, and you can see my daily writing posted in the NaNoWriMo tab at the top of this blog.

Join me by playing along or reading along. Either way, it will be an adventure.

Remember that scene in Office Space?

The one where the guys beat up on the printer? Yeah. That was me today. My Vista atrocity decided to reboot in the middle of recording the Secrets of Harry Potter with Father Roderick and the guys. Brilliant. Let me just say I can’t wait to hear how they handled it because I went dead in the middle of my segment. Poor guys. Or not. It might be some good comic relief.

At least I can depend on this:

am I the only one that thinks the election has passed ugly and is entering a new and detestable phase?

Yeah, I thought so. I keep expecting one of those guys to blurt out, “Liar! Liar! Pants on fire!”

Still, there’s the random nugget that amuses. I love my peeps in Miami.

Mother Teresa’s Secret Fire: The Power of Prayer

Most of the time when I get a new book I read it immediately. I sit down and zoom through it with great passion and zeal, and then just as suddenly it’s over, and I’m left yearning for the next literary fix.

That crash and burn technique serves me well; I am in the business of reading and writing. There’s always a deadline, always a new book that I must read. Of course, getting to review books for The Catholic Company is a bonus for me!

Last month when my review copy of Mother Teresa’s Secret Fire: The Encounter that Changed Her Life, and How it Can Transform Your Own  by Joseph Langford arrived, I was going to treat it like any other book — something that was going to give me some fleeting pleasure. Don’t misunderstand me. I don’t have a cavalier attitude about books. I love books. My ravenous consumption of books is probably rooted in my fundamental desire to read everything, or at least, everything that I can get my hands on.

When I sat down to read Mother Teresa’s Secret Fire something unexpectedly different happened to me. I slowed down.I savored the book. I turned to it, not in a frenzy to see what Langford says next, but to absorb and understand the message.

Joseph Langford examines Mother Teresa’s encounter with Christ through prayer, and it vicariously becomes ours. The lessons are profoundly deep and yet so simple that they can be distilled from the advice she so freely gives:

If you want to pray better, you need to pray more.

That simple command to pray more encouraged me to seek a new level of understanding within my own prayer life. The book captivated me with its life-transforming messages thanks largely to Langford’s expert handling of so esoteric a subject as prayer. After all, those of us who see prayer as a mysterious activity for the super holy have failed miserably to understand its nature. I attribute my own past failure to a fundamental inability to lay bare my soul in a vulnerable position.

Can you imagine anyone more vulnerable than Mother Teresa? And yet, she dedicated herself to seeking and helping those who were indeed more vulnerable. Her secret is exposed here for our benefit, so that we, too, can be transformed, and be transformational for others.

Langford deftly breaks down the essential attributes of prayer as expressed by Mother Teresa — to “pray from the heart” and  to hold “inner silence.” That last one, especially, competes with every distraction continuously pulling at us. And that’s only the tip of the iceberg.

This beautiful labor of love, not just Mother Teresa’s magnificent legacy but also Joseph Langford’s insight into her secret fire, is a must-read for all of us at any stage of our faith journey.

[Her] message is something infinitely rich, yet infinitely simple. She has shown us that, as the burning desert yearns for water, God yearns for us. And the God who thirsts for us is not hard to find, since he dwells in our soul as his temple, and comes in the palpable disguise of our suffering neighbor, making it easy for us to find the unsearchable God, and to come face-to-face with Christ.

Get it. Read it. Embrace the transformational power of her secret fire.

October 12 of 12

Here’s my day. Uneventful, I know. It started off with some laundry and coffee while watching the woodland creatures in the back yard (note the deadheads on my roses — can’t remember the last time I weeded). Then went on a wacky adventure with the teens after church. Ended up at some Children of the Corn maze in the middle of nowhere. Tried desperately to be annoyed and put out, but had a delightful time. Click on the pics to see them bigger.

People the greatest source of history

I make it a serious point to avoid talking about my students although I could have a field day sharing some of the zinger stories packed away in a not-so-little “Do not disturb” file in a dusty corner of my brain. Anyway, I’m breaking my own rule to talk about an experience I had this week.

I have a few “older” students in an introductory class. By “older” I mean people who could be my parents, or older. I love them. Besides having excellent writing skills, they bring so much to the class discussions. These are folks who have sacrificed much in their lives, and are now returning to school in the ultimate delayed gratification scenario. Once, I had such a student share that she didn’t care if she never went to work in her field because she just wanted the satisfaction of having the degree.

Anyway, one of my current students, an African American lady, shared that the last time she was in school her high school was segregated, and she found this new experience of sitting in a college classroom different and exciting. Wow! She lamented her impression of the youth around her wasting the opportunity to get an education, so she decided to pave the way. I hope she is successful, not in the classroom — it’s obvious to me that she will, but in the environment where she is trying to foster a desire for an education. She’s certainly a fantastic example to the students in her class.

Anyway, I just wanted to share that. I figure, there’s too much bad news on TV — I better report on something cool. That, and I have to figure out how to get her to share her story openly in the class.

That is all. Have a nice day. 🙂