Sturm und Mom

The Storm & Stress (& Joy) of Motherhood

More Thanksgiving thoughts

Our Thanksgiving weekend was great!  Even though Boobah was up until 3am laughing and giggling and lying on the floor playing with all her toys, we all managed to get enough sleep.  The turkey was great, the stuffing was yummy, the gravy was savoury and the pumpkin pie was awesome.  Even though the turkey was defrosted, it cooked right on time, which was a problem that I have had in previous years (and usually when everyone is over waiting for it!)  This time I put my still super cold bird in a slightly hotter oven (350) for about 1 hour, and it seemed to work just fine.  Must remember that trick for Christmas.

Lately though, my sweetie and I have been discussing some chatter I heard.  Some volunteers in a not-for-profit, where helping themselves to the (very meager) fund raising monies.   He couldn’t wrap his head around this — why would someone risk shame, garnisheed wages and possibly probation for $2000?  This make me chuckle a bit, because that was my reaction to the News of the World phone hacking scandal in Britain.  Here were these super powerful, privileged, rich people, who had supper with the Prime Minister .  Why would they risk it all for just a little bit more?  I guess that’s why in a list of the Seven Deadly Sins greed isn’t split into Greed under $15,000 and Greed over $15,000.  It’s all just greed and it manifests itself in whatever it is that we covet in our lives.

This is why I am thankful this year for the Law.  Why yes — the same Law that everyone disses to give themselves backhanded compliments (like when I told my lapsed Catholic obstetrician that I don’t used birth control because of my faith.  “It’s nice to see people doing what they are told,” she said with a smile.)  Because even at my weakest, I know that my actions are seen by God, who has given me direction in matters both great and small, and whose way will leave me free from sin, and whose grace is my assistance.  Rather than restricting me, I am saved from regret, shame, lies, and greater and greater bondage to my vices.

So this year, I am thankful to do something very countercultural — to happily call myself a sheep.  “Happy are those who…delight in the Law of the Lord.  They are like trees planted by streams of water, which yield their fruit in its season, and their leaves do not wither.  In all that they do, the prosper.” Ps1:1,2-3


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