“My son, be steadfast in honoring your father;
do not grieve him as long as he lives.
Even if his mind fails, be considerate of him;
do not revile him because you are in your prime.
Kindness to a father will not be forgotten;
it will serve as a sin offering – it will take lasting root.
In time of trouble, it will be recalled to your advantage,
like warmth upon frost it will melt away your sins.
Those who neglect their father are like blasphemers;
those who provoke their mother are accursed by their Creator.”
~ Sirach 3:12-16
Jesus was a child with a most special need.
He needed a mother, full of grace.
Gazing upon Mary and living with her, he, who is Grace itself can see and learn his true nature, reflected from another person.
In this, He is truly like us in every way except sin, for children start to learn about themselves by imitating their parents.
“And the angel being come in, said unto her:
Hail, full of grace, the Lord is with thee: blessed art thou among women.
Who having heard, was troubled at his saying, and thought with herself what manner of salutation this should be.
And the angel said to her:
Fear not, Mary, for thou hast found grace with God.
Behold thou shalt conceive in thy womb, and shalt bring forth a son; and thou shalt call his name Jesus.
He shall be great, and shall be called the Son of the most High; and the Lord God shall give unto him the throne of David his father; and he shall reign in the house of Jacob for ever.
And of his kingdom there shall be no end.”
~ Luke 1:26-33
The most important lesson in life that parents can impress on their children is to love God with all their heart, mind and soul and their neighbour as themselves.
“Teacher, which commandment in the law is the greatest?”
Jesus said to him, “You shall love the Lord, your God, with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind. This is the greatest and the first commandment.
The second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as yourself.
The whole law and the prophets depend on these two commandments.”
~ Matthew 22:36-40
He is darn heavy.
But he’s still my brother!
You have a dream
For building a home
Whose foundations are Faith
Whose doors are mutual Trust and
Whose hearth is Love.
~ Unknown author
You are the trip I did not take,
You are the pearls I could not buy,
You are my blue Italian lake,
You are my piece of foreign sky.”
~ Anne Campbell
The economy of the country creates jobs.
The economy of the home creates lives.
I do love eggs but have I personally cracked a thousand or more of them? Hmmm, that seems rather unlikely even though I have been doing more baking nowadays.
So it was quite a surprise that while preparing an omelette, I found my first ever double-yolker!
After all, the chances of finding a double-yolker is supposedly less than one in a thousand eggs that are store bought.
This is because unlike eggs bought directly from a farm, such eggs are usually picked up through the process of candling and they end up being used in egg products instead of being sold as whole eggs.
Say “Hi”, boys!!!
A favourite quotation from Kahlil Gibran.
It never fails to make me ponder anew what it means to be a father to my boys even before they entered my life.
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Served warm and slathered with butter, these homemade cranberry scones were a piece of heaven and perfect for my little angels at home!