The Long Process

I don't know how this journey will end up as far as my family goes. I'm still the only Catholic in my family. This morning I went to Mass by myself again, and my wife went to her AG church.

This weekend I was sick with the flu and stayed in bed all of Saturday. Heidi helped nurse me back to health by checking on me, taking my temperature, making me soup, and bringing me orange juice, water and medicine.

The whole Catholic culture seems to talk more about self-sacrifice than prosperity so I think I just need to work on being a faithful husband and father. I was thinking today about how no lay person has ever been a Doctor of the Church. Does that mean that lay people have no insight to share with the Church. Perhaps we need more people to exemplify what radical holiness looks like in family life. I believe there have probably been many people who have done this. Perhaps there stories just go untold and they don't have the time to write down all there thoughts. 

Becoming Catholic has been a strange ride. It's hard to describe the many subtle shifts that it has affected in my life and outlook. The only downside is my friendships with my Protestant friends and family. I'm not as close to Catholics yet nor have prayer partners to pray with.  Perhaps my "witness" is down because my friendships are strained and they may judge Catholicism by it pulling me away from them. Perhaps they don't think of it at all.

I'm still working on a mural that is huge 110' long and 11' high and have been asked to do a painting of a great-grandmother with a baby in her lap looking at each other. It may take editing and such since the woman who wants it done does not have a photo of both together.  This may be tough but I will meet with her on Tuesday at 11am.

Glory be to the Father, to the Son and to the Holy Spirit.

I watched some to the Mass on the Feast of the Virgen de Guadalupe in Rome on my computer during my school conference period. The music of the Gloria was my favorite. I've been learning about the Aztec culture, Mexican history and even watched "For Greater Glory" the story of the Cristeros while I was sick in bed. I want to read my Grandma's Guadalupe Spanish Bible.