Now what?

 

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I’ve been asked by a few of you about my plan for the future. And every single time someone asks me this question I have a different answer. The simplest of answers is I want to give back to God and I want to be as close as I can to Him. Though I’m still not sure how to fulfil that.

For now, I’m going to try to get back into the normal everyday routine of ….. living with my parents. Yep, you read that right, I’m back to living with my parents. I have to say that I didn’t think I was ever going to move back with them since I LOVE my independence but after a year of mission the bank account is pretty dry.

Let me tell you what my everyday routine looks like

4:40 Wake-Up and change into work clothes
4:45 Start my car (because it’s Winter)
4:50 Breakfast
5:00 Leave for work

I noticed I keep saying work but you have no idea what my job is….. I work on a farm, milking cows in particular.

5:15 Set-up for work
5:30 Milk cows …. most of you aren’t even awake yet…..
12:15 Lunch break (my mom usually makes lunch) (thanks mom)
1:05 Head back to work
1:15 Set-up for work
4:00 Morning crew gets replaced by evening crew and I get to go home and shower!
4:30 Shower
5:00 Sit down and take a breather
5:30 Dinner (Again, thanks mom)
7:00 Work on a side design contract
8:00 Chill time (usually when I write)
9:00 Start getting ready for bed
9:30 Hopefully asleep by this time

With such a busy schedule how does one fit time to pray? That’s actually such a good question. I’ve been blessed with such a good job that even though there’s three of us milking cows (I’ll explain the process in another post) most of the time is spent in silence. This means I spend most of my work days praying. I’ve been enjoying this journey of conversation with God. I have to tell you that He has such a good sense of humour when you give Him the time of day.

So what are my plans for the future? Only God knows at this point but at this moment I tend to take it one day at a time, enjoying one moment at a time. It’s so easy to always look at the future and miss the present.

What are your plans for the future?

Goodnight (it’s getting late…. it’s 9:23pm…. that’s late now)

My Catholic Living 🙂

Breathe. Suck back air.

Breathe. Suck back air.

Who here likes to write? I’m not sure but I think it’s safe to assume that many people who read my blog are bloggers themselves. Come out from hiding and help us raise awareness, the many sons and daughters that are suffering. Help us show them how much they are loved, how much they are appreciated and how much they are wanted.

To feel loved is something unimaginable to many, what can we do to show our love to them?

So breathe. Suck back Air.

Let’s stop looking at suicide as a statistic and start looking at it as people. People who weren’t seeing their worth, people who were struggling with things we can’t even imagine, people made in God’s image.

Love, we need love. Compassion, we need compassion. God, we have God.

Open the discussion, talk about it, do not be afraid because a simple conversation can turn someone’s life around. Positivity, it’s all around us but are we sharing it with others or are we being selfish and keeping it to ourselves.

Let tradition and ceremony be your medicine. Let the ancient tongues of your grandmothers be your lullaby. Let prayers be the wings that give you flight. Let not another light be stolen. Not another loss to suicide. Not now. Breathe. Suck back air. Helen Knott Spoken Word – We Matter Campaign Continue reading “Breathe. Suck back air.”

Spiritual pride

Spiritual pride, many suffer from it AND they don’t even realize how their spiritual pride is affecting others. By the way, pride is a deadly sin…

img_0143When one says things like Salvation won’t come to you because you do this and that… then this person is putting themselves on a pedestal, they are making themselves better than the other person. Remember, when you’re pointing the finger at someone three other fingers are point your direction.

You cannot be half a saint; you must be a whole saint or no saint at all. St. Therese of Lisieux

Actually, someone once said this to me I will keep on bullying as long as I can convert others. In my opinion there is much pride in that statement. Bullying is never right and everyone in their right mind should agree with that. Bullying means taking advantage of someone. Is taking advantage of someone ever a good thing? NO! Never! A bully tries to show others that they are the boss and that they are better than everyone else, they belittle others.

There’s a lot of in that statement. It’s all about me!

…until I can convert other. Who converts who? Doesn’t conversion come from God? Isn’t conversion a choice that has to come from within? We can help bring conversion but we can’t convert someone. Sounds like this person was trying to take credit for God’s work. Continue reading “Spiritual pride”

No rest for Haitians

I can’t bare the thought of being in a safe home not needing to worry about my family while everyone in Haiti is preparing to take cover. My heart is completely torn apart.

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I really didn’t think I left my heart in Haiti until I went to WYD. Haitians are very patriotic so whenever I spotted one walking around I went out of my way to speak with them in their own language. The more I spoke with them the more I fell in love with the country again. I lost a lot of my Haitian Créole but I could still hold a basic conversation with them.

It was always great to see their reaction!

Eh! Kijan nou ye?
Nou byen….  ou pale Kreyol?????

Hey! How are you?
We’re fine…. you speak Créole?????

Their reaction was like why is this white woman speaking our language? It just doesn’t make sense! We’ve been caught as we can’t talk in the secret of our language. Continue reading “No rest for Haitians”

Dating… why?

 

Dating, so many questions and so many uncertainties.

Sometimes we enter into a relationship more so for the status than the other person but hopefully more often it’s because we see a future with this other person. Dating has such a new meaning in this day in age and we really lost the original meaning. Why do we date??

1230722_origIn my perspective dating is all about seeing if the other person is compatible for marriage, it’s about leading the other person closer to heaven. If you can’t lead the other person closer to heaven while dating then you won’t be able to do such thing during marriage. You see, many people think
Oh when we get married I’m going to change this about my spouse but we really can’t think that way because if someone wants change it has to come from within and not from someone else. What you see is what you get.  Continue reading “Dating… why?”

I am wonderfully made

Last night I had a hard time falling asleep, I was counting sheep, 1, 2, 3, I hear music, I wonder what song this is? I remember my grad, I had a blast. Remember the banquet? Yes I got wear a beautiful dress and feel like a princess. And my thoughts went on and on. (Mean while I could hear someone snore in the room beside mine)

I’ve been pretty busy so before last night I was able to sleep pretty well. You know when you have jam packed days and when it come to sleep you don’t even remember putting your head on your pillow, you’re asleep before you even know you’re asleep. Well that’s what’s been happening (other than last night).

I got to sleep in which was great, I woke up around 8:30, had a quick breakfast and morning prayer. I was sitting in the living room enjoying the view. The house is on a hill and there’s a river below. I could over look the river and see further in the trees. The pelican and ducks were just floating along minding their own business. Then all of a sudden I see two teenagers walking on the street which is quite normal. One was limping and the other one kept bending down. I was wondering what was happening and then he got sick rolls eyes this must of been the result of the grad.

Why can’t we be reasonable?  I mean drinking to the point of getting sick is not normal but for some people it’s a sense of comfort. It’s not the sickness that they want but it’s the high from drinking. It’s their way of letting go. It’s clearly not a healthy way but who am I to condemn when I have struggled with that myself.

This made me think of the psalm from the feast of Saint John the Baptist, I praise you, for I am wonderfully made.  It doesn’t matter what we do, we can’t hide from God. He knows the depths of our heart, he knows when we sit and when we stand, He is the one that knit us in our mother’s womb.

If we knew how much God loves us we wouldn’t be running off doing our own thing. In fact we would be busy doing God’s will that our will wouldn’t even matter. God made us and yet we’re ready to reject Him sometimes. Sin is what separates us from Him but thankfully we have repentance, we have mercy, we have forgiveness.

Don’t forget the ultimate sacrifice Jesus suffered for all of us to be here today.

My Catholic Living

 

Questioning

I have been thinking about myself lately. Who am I as a person? Who am I as a sister? As an aunt? As a daughter? Will I be a good godmother? Who is Céline? Is my name part of my identity?

So many questions…

But these are all important questions since the answers should help me grow in holiness. We should all have the same goal in life, to become a saint but we all have a different path to achieve that goal.

For example, I can tell that my path isn’t the same as my father’s path, we have many differences. He’s the typical farmer, working 20 hour days, never cooking or cleaning, strong as an ox and can chug a beer in less than 15 seconds. I might be exaggerating a bit. And then there’s me, working up north with the people, cooking once or twice a week for the community, cleaning (ugh cleaning my room), definitely not strong as an ox and I don’t drink(thank God).  Continue reading “Questioning”