Friday, September 28, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
RECLAIMING FATHERHOOD
"This conference is the first to focus on the effects of abortion on men. Speakers will cover the following topics: pertinent research, abortion as trauma, and counseling men who have experienced pregnancy loss through abortion. This is a unique opportunity for those who deal with men in pastoral or clinical settings to learn about this much neglected topic."
FOR MORE INFO, GO TO:
http://www.menandabortion.info/
http://www.menandabortion.info/downloads/brochure.pdf
FOR MORE INFO, GO TO:
http://www.menandabortion.info/
http://www.menandabortion.info/downloads/brochure.pdf
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
The Curia's "First Lady"
Check out this story from Whispers about the Vatican's high ranking ladies at the Curia.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
TWO WAYS TO LOOK AT EVERYTHING
Two Ways to Look at Everything
My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.
My wife asks, "Do you know her?"
"Yes," I sighed, "She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since."
"My goodness!" says my wife, "Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?"
My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.
My wife asks, "Do you know her?"
"Yes," I sighed, "She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since."
"My goodness!" says my wife, "Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?"
WHITE LIE CAKE (from Marlene Nikolich)
White Lie Cake....
(Have you ever told a white lie?)
You are going to love this - especially all of the ladies who bake for church events.
Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Church ladies' group bake sale in Tuscaloosa, but she forgot to do it until the last minute. She remembered it the morning of the bake sale and after rummaging through cabinets she found a white cake mix and quickly made it in a bundt pan while drying her hair, dressing and helping her son, Bryan, pack up for Scout camp. But when Alice took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flat and the cake was horribly disfigured.
She said, "Oh dear, there's no time to bake another cake." This cake was so important to Alice because she did so want to fit in at her new church and in her new community of new friends. So, being inventive, she looked around the house for something to build up the center of the cake.
Alice found it in the bathroom -- a roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and covered it with a beautiful crimson icing. Not only did the finished product look beautiful, it looked perfect!
Before she left the house to drop the cake by the church and head for work, Alice woke her daughter Amanda and gave her some money and specific instructions to be at the bake sale the minute it opened at 9:30, and to buy that cake and bring it home.
When the daughter arrived at the sale, she found that the attractive, perfect cake had already been sold to someone before the cake sale had begun. Amanda grabbed her cell phone and called her Mom. Alice was horrified; she was beside herself. Everyone would know, what would they think? Oh, my she wailed! She would be ostracized, talked about, ridiculed.
All night Alice lay awake in bed thinking about people pointing their fingers at her and talking about her behind her back. The next day, Alice promised herself that she would try not to think about the cake. She had promised to attend a fancy luncheon/bridal shower at the home of a friend of a friend, so she decided to go and try to have a good time. Alice did not really want to attend because the hostess was a snob who more than once had looked down her nose at the fact that Alice was a single parent and not from the founding families of Tuscaloosa, but having already RSVP'd, she could not think of a believable excuse to stay home.
The meal was elegant, the company was definitely upper crust old South...and to Alice's horror, the CAKE in question was presented for dessert! Alice felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake! She started to rise out of her chair to rush and tell her hostess all about it, BUT before she could get to her feet, the Mayor's wife said, "What a beautiful cake!" Alice, still stunned, settled back into her chair when she heard the hostess, who was a prominent church member say, "Thank you, I baked it myself." Alice smiled and thought to herself, "GOD is good
(Have you ever told a white lie?)
You are going to love this - especially all of the ladies who bake for church events.
Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Church ladies' group bake sale in Tuscaloosa, but she forgot to do it until the last minute. She remembered it the morning of the bake sale and after rummaging through cabinets she found a white cake mix and quickly made it in a bundt pan while drying her hair, dressing and helping her son, Bryan, pack up for Scout camp. But when Alice took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flat and the cake was horribly disfigured.
She said, "Oh dear, there's no time to bake another cake." This cake was so important to Alice because she did so want to fit in at her new church and in her new community of new friends. So, being inventive, she looked around the house for something to build up the center of the cake.
Alice found it in the bathroom -- a roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and covered it with a beautiful crimson icing. Not only did the finished product look beautiful, it looked perfect!
Before she left the house to drop the cake by the church and head for work, Alice woke her daughter Amanda and gave her some money and specific instructions to be at the bake sale the minute it opened at 9:30, and to buy that cake and bring it home.
When the daughter arrived at the sale, she found that the attractive, perfect cake had already been sold to someone before the cake sale had begun. Amanda grabbed her cell phone and called her Mom. Alice was horrified; she was beside herself. Everyone would know, what would they think? Oh, my she wailed! She would be ostracized, talked about, ridiculed.
All night Alice lay awake in bed thinking about people pointing their fingers at her and talking about her behind her back. The next day, Alice promised herself that she would try not to think about the cake. She had promised to attend a fancy luncheon/bridal shower at the home of a friend of a friend, so she decided to go and try to have a good time. Alice did not really want to attend because the hostess was a snob who more than once had looked down her nose at the fact that Alice was a single parent and not from the founding families of Tuscaloosa, but having already RSVP'd, she could not think of a believable excuse to stay home.
The meal was elegant, the company was definitely upper crust old South...and to Alice's horror, the CAKE in question was presented for dessert! Alice felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake! She started to rise out of her chair to rush and tell her hostess all about it, BUT before she could get to her feet, the Mayor's wife said, "What a beautiful cake!" Alice, still stunned, settled back into her chair when she heard the hostess, who was a prominent church member say, "Thank you, I baked it myself." Alice smiled and thought to herself, "GOD is good
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