|Noël Hallé – Le Doux Repos|
I figure I can always grab something to eat while I’m doing something else, but if I see a nap window, I take it.
Our family consumes whole dairy products. I try to make foods from scratch and choose the least-processed options available. I have a general ideological problem with diet or reduced calorie food in general (food is FOR calories, that’s its whole point) and current research seems to indicate that lower fat dairy doesn’t make for lower fat persons anyway.
So, so many. I’ll try to narrow it down. Okay, I’m going to say this one:
|Angel in the Waters|
For me, it also had a much deeper significance. It helped me to understand Heaven.
Obviously, I want to go to Heaven. I know that. I want to be with God and worship him alongside the angels and the communion of saints.
But sometimes, or all the time, it’s hard for me to yearn for Heaven, because of how wonderful THIS world is. I love my life and my faith and my family. I love the warm sun and the twinkling stars and craggy mountains and crashing waves and towering skyscrapers. I love the way goats walk on their tiptoes and how octopuses can jet propel and that there are such things as tiny tiny owls.
|Photograph by JASON IDZERDA|
I used to worry about why I couldn’t seem to wrap my head around wanting Heaven, but this book helped. In it, the unborn baby is perfectly content inside his mother. When his angel tells him it’s time to move on, he’s reluctant to go. But his angel assures him that the next world will be bigger and better than the one he’s in now, and he will like it more. And that eventually the angel will come to take him to an even bigger and even better world.
So that’s how I see it now. I’m content where I am, like an unborn baby is content. But the world outside of the inside of a mother is astoundingly, amazingly better and more complex and wonderful than that baby could possibly imagine. And that’s how Heaven will compare with this world.
I shouldn’t expect to understand it, but I believe in it.
I like a lot of saints. All of them to be precise. But, my two favorite saints today are intertwined in my oldest son. Jack is named John Paul after Pope John Paul II, who is of course being canonized in Rome this very day!
JPII is the Pope of my youth. He was elected when I was two years old, and when he died his beautiful and public death, I was a wife and the mother of two young children.
And he’s just so cool.
My other favorite is quite obscure in comparison.
We ask for his intersession on all sorts of crazy stuff and boy, does he ever come through for us. I’m guessing he doesn’t have a whole lot of other folks coming to him with prayer requests.
You might want to give him a try, tell him the Tierneys sent you.
Here’s What I Wore Sunday, on Saturday because we went to the Vigil. We’re off to Chicago this morning to attend the funeral of Jim’s Aunt Maureen. She was loved by all. Please pray for the repose of her soul.
|Dress: Old Navy Maternity, even though I’m not, because tags aren’t the boss of me
Scarf: a gift from my mom, because I’m nursing, and Haley is right
Necklace & Boots: Anthropologie
For next week’s Answer Me This I’m tagging:
Kayleen at When I Grow Up. Post to check out =
my grandma’s house (You do not want to miss this tea set.)
Jenna at Wilber Huset. Post to check out =
Top 10 Newborn Items (The recommendations look great, and there are some things on this list I’d like to try, but mostly there’s an epic family photo in there.)
So, please, answer this week’s questions for yourself in the comments. If you have a blog, answer the questions there, link back to this post, and link your blog post up below. Thanks for playing along.