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Had to share this site... and put it on here so I don't forget about it.

www.1flesh.org     Check it out!

Oh, and my favorite blogger is a part of the rebellion... check out his addition to the blog http://www.1flesh.org/rebellion/  

When I Feel Most Like A Child of God

I was reading my favorite blog today, and it got me thinking, as it often does (which is why I read it!).  The author was writing about how we as humans often say that we can't fight our sins, everything is stacked against us, so we give in.  I used to be like this... still am with many things.  The point of his whole blog was that we as humans have free will; we can do whatever we want.
So... I feel most like a child of God when I use participate in my gift of free will.  When I can turn away from a sin or from that last piece of cake that I really do not need... I feel more alive!

Those times when I can make my own decision, even if it goes against everything the current environment or urges are telling me, are the times that I look back on with wonder and thankfulness. 
As humans, we have the gift of free will and when we fall into routines of sin or lukewarmness with our faith, we fail to live up to the gifts that God has given all of us.
So as my favorite blogger suggested to do today, go out and do something just because you can and not because others or your urges say you should or you shouldn't.

Peace all

The Great Divorce

I sat down and read C.S. Lewis' book "The Great Divorce" yesterday.  I had started it on my long journey home, reading the preface and the first chapter never to pick it up again until yesterday.  This might be the first book I have ever read all the way through in one day... well, at least most of it anyways.  It is a short read really, and I fully had no intent to read it all through in one day, but I could not put it down.

I won't spoil anything for anybody, but the book is not about divorce (I had to explain this to my mother), it is about Heaven and Hell.
Here is one of my favorite quotes from the book.

Never fear. There are only two kinds of people in the end: those who say to God, "Thy will be done," and those to whom God says, in the end, "Thy will be done."

 Peace all!

A Few Facebook Rants

Facebook gods...
     Most friends I have on facebook are pretty good about this, but one person keeps telling the world about all of their problems and feelings, and then has gall to ask everybody to stop telling him how he should be feeling because 'we don't know what he has been going through'.... Well, I see an easy way to fix this.  Quit fricken telling everybody on facebood about your problems!!!!!  If you don't want the facebook gods to bother you, quit offering up all your problems to them and offer up your pain and suffering to the One True God.

Facebook friends
     Many of you know my ex is now engaged.  I don't have her as a facebook friend, but we do have lots of friends in common of course.  This leads to me being able to see her profile on a limited basis.  And of course her pictures are of her and her new fiance.  This frustrates me, for lots of different reasons and none that I am proud of.  I guess I am A) jealous; jealous that she has found the love of her life.  What makes it even better is that she found her love in the city I moved to to be closer to her, and now look who is single!  B) pissed; pissed at God that I can't just move on... get over it... get on with life... I am supposed to be stronger then this!  C) sad; sad that I can't just quit facebook because it is the only connection I have to a lot of my friends that I need to talk to more, but don't.

Facebook pictures
   I guess it was inevitable that when I hit my mid twenties all my friends that are all "grown up" and having kids would post pictures of their adorable little ones all over facebook for all of us to see.  The endless pictures of your babies make me want to puke!!!!!!!!  I get it, you have a kid that consumes your life now... great for you... I don't need to be reminded every day that I am getting older and that I am no where near ready for a baby.

Thats all I got for now... God give me strength... patients at least... please

Peace all!

Flag Day

You might not read about this on many other blogs, but for those of you who don't know, today is Flag Day.  I have been a member of the Sons of the American Legion for the past few years and a member of the American Legion Honor Guard in my hometown for the last 2 years.  Today we were present at a Flag Retirement Ceremony, honoring a couple hundred flags by retiring them buy burning them.

I had a thought while standing, saluting over and over again as the flags were placed into the fire.  I remembered back when people would turn there back to the flag because they did not agree with what the government was doing.  After serving at funerals and ceremonies like this one, I understand the flag means more then the United States government.  The flag stands for all the men and women who died over the years, through all the wars and battles.  Those that made it home and those that did not.  The flag stands for the freedom we all take for granted, not just our government.  So when people turn there back to the flag they are turning there back to so many who died for them.  If you do not agree with the government, fine, that's your deal, but do not turn your back on the people and the symbol of our freedom as united states citizens.

That's my Dad in the middle holding the flag.

Peace all

Corpus Christi

Altar serving at mass today was an enjoyable experience.  Two baptisms made the mass a little longer but a visiting priest meant I had less to do.  

While sitting quietly in front of the entire congregation, I remembered back to one of the best homilies I have ever heard.  I unfortunately cannot remember the priests name.  He was new to my college in my last year there and every homily he gave I very much enjoyed.  

This homily stood out to me because he did not mince words and his point fit perfectly with today's Solemnity of the Most Holy Body and Blood of Christ.  

Christ did not say "this is kinda my body" or "this is a representation of my body" or "this is a mixture of my body and bread"... Christ said "this is my body" and "this is my blood" (emphasis added).

The Real Presence, the Body and Blood of our Lord given up freely for us.  Mass is such a wonderful and needed celebration and sacrifice!

Peace all!

Winding Roads

2390 miles, across 4 states and the windiest roads I have ever seen.
After finishing up all my teaching stuff, I hit the road.  Hopefully this will explain my absence from blogging.  Get ready though... I intend to make up for lost time with a nice lengthy post.

Night 1- Joshua Tree National Park

I arrived around 8pm, after leaving Yuma around 5pm.  The east side of the Salton Sea was much nicer then the west side that I took last year.  Box Canyon Road was my first twisty-turny road that took me right to the southern entrance of Joshua Tree.
I found a campsite, which was not hard.  Only one other couple was staying in the Cottonwood Campground.  I rolled out my sleeping bag and slept under the stars... no tent needed.

Driving through the park the next morning was great.  Lots of jack rabbits and quail, and the goofy looking Joshua trees of course.  I headed north through California to Highway 395, the Three Flags Highway.  Lone Pine and Bishop were wonderful little towns.  I approached Lee Vining and the east entrance to Yosemite.  I was in more of a hurry then I needed to be, but I started the climb to the top of Tioga Pass.

Night 2- Tioga Pass and Saddlebag Creek

Camping out at 9500 feet was great... a little chilly... but still nice.  I had the rush of the creek to lull me sleep, but not before I did a little exploring.  I found a little restaurant at the Tioga Pass Resort and had a nice juicy cheeseburger for dinner, which I was not expecting but was glad to have.

I survived the cold night and woke up to find an empty road through the majority of Yosemite.  I wound my way through the park, stopping to take pictures and ending up at the famous Yosemite Valley where I had breakfast and took more pictures.  I got out the park in time to see strings of cars driving up to the park; perfect timing!

I also managed to find the windiest road I have ever been on.  Highway 49 between Bear Valley and Coulterville was crazy!  I got dizzy with all the dips and turns and motorcycles zooming past me.  I made it through and went through many little towns that I don't think 99% of Californians have ever heard of.

I ended up in Arnold, CA, where I had lunch and then went right to my next camp spot.

Night 3- Calaveras Big Tree State Park

I got my campsite and headed to the information building.  "Where are the big trees?"  It was a simple question with a simple answer.  "Go out this door, turn left, go this way and you will see the start of the trail"  

It was a wonderful evening.  Huge trees... I mean huge... families walking around... beautiful weather... it was a wonderful evening.  I even got to take a shower!

I woke up early and headed for Murphys, CA and Saint Patricks parish for mass.  The priest asked it there were any visitors.  I raised my hand and said I was from Montana.  After mass I was one of the last out of the church and the priest said somebody wanted to see me.  I met Dennis, who was from Montana but now lived in Murphys.  He invited me to breakfast with him and the rest of the breakfast crew at Murphys Hotel. Breakfast was great the the people I met were wonderful.  I thanked Dennis again and again then hit the road.

I hit the road through central California.  Up Napa Valley, were I saw a bunch of limousines... rich people I guess.  I had heard from the breakfast group that rain was going to hit the coast.  I was racing the weather at this point and made it to my next spot as the rain started falling.

Night 4- Humboldt Redwood State Park  

I beat the rain and set up my tent in relative dryness.  For the first time I had cell reception at my campsite so I was able to talk to some people and get a good nights sleep with the rain falling around me.  I woke up and drove through the Avenue of the Giants... more huge trees!  Eureka, CA and a quick breakfast kept me going north and another Redwood State Park.  I saw my first Roosevelt elk and saw some beautiful country...then came the rain.

I followed the coast up to some family in Oregon and was rained on the whole time.  The coast was beautiful, but the rain and the waves just forced me to want to get to my destination.

Last Night- Palouse Falls State Park

Again, I headed north from Oregon and drove as close as I could to Mt. St. Helens.  I found a spot with a great view, but the clouds covered the top of the famous volcano.  With snow still making roads impassible, I went back south and found another windy road on the way to Carson, WA.  The Columbia River Gorge was my companion for a while until I again turned north to find a great view of Mt. Rainier.  The Tri-Cities were my last stop before I found the falls in the middle of know-where.  

A cold night and a hurried drive home ended my week of travels.  I am very blessed.

Peace all!