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"The family that prays together stays together." - Venerable Patrick Peyton
Catholic Faith | Grandpa's Garden | catholic family life
Our oldest child just celebrated a birthday. The day she was born, we drove country roads in the predawn darkness to the community hospital. It was the first day of school in the town, and as it happened, the weather was beautiful. When we arrived, the staff whisked away the expectant mom. I donned delivery room attire and waited. I learned that “labor” is appropriately named. Eventually, I joined my wife and listened, encouraged, and supported the best I could, realizing I was somewhat helpless. My role was to be there with her.
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Grandpa's Garden | catholic family life | prayer life
In this region, the new school year has begun. I’ve been thinking about the young people who are adjusting to new schools, classmates, teachers, and curriculum. Times of adjustment can feel disorienting. After a few weeks, everything will seem routine. New friendships will form, the rhythm of classes will evolve, and interest in athletics and other activities will come to life. Everything will progress into learning about oneself, exploring an ever-expanding world, and acquiring life’s wisdom.
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Grandpa's Garden | Grandparenting | catholic family life | prayer life
During almost fifty years of marriage, we’ve learned that some home-related tasks require both of us to accomplish. Other chores are best done by just one of us according to individual talent and interest. Sorting out who would specialize in a particular area took negotiation and compromise. When something urgent presented itself, often involving one of the children, whoever was closest responded, regardless of specialty.
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Grandpa's Garden | Grandparenting | Summer | catholic family life
Once, during my college years, I had a summer job on campus. To provide for local transportation, I quickly traveled home and retrieved my old bicycle, dusted it off, and took it back to school. I often traveled a dirt road that passed through a large field surrounded by woodland. It was a quiet exercise in solitude, and it was beautiful. In the early morning, the dew glistened on the grasses, and at dusk, the mist rose from the earth and saturated the air. I always felt uplifted moving across that green expanse.
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Compassion | Grandpa's Garden | Grandparenting
I can’t recall precisely when our children discovered how much evil and suffering there is in the world. We tried to protect them for as long as we could. Maybe the little hurts of early childhood were a gradual introduction. At some point, they became aware that the world endures terrible suffering, much of which people inflict on each other. Today, violence and revenge seem almost taken for granted. It’s ironic how frequently some of us impose misery on others. We hope to teach our children how to respond to the vicious and to treasure the virtuous.
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Family Time | Grandpa's Garden | Grandparenting
We recently had a delightful visit with our youngest grandkids. When one of them ventured into the backyard, we reminded him not to leave the gate open. Our dog loves the yard, but dogs have a way of following their noses. A fenced yard is of little value without a latched gate. As a child, when I forgot to close the door after coming in from outside, I was sometimes asked, “Do you live in a barn?” Years later, I worked briefly in a barn and realized how ironic the question was. Leaving a door or gate unsecured in a barn is unwise – unless you want to chase a startled animal everywhere.
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