tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13241994.post114518658322463201..comments2023-11-03T06:29:07.280-05:00Comments on The Bandwagon: Happy Easter!MJFredrickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06881706931355203700noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13241994.post-1145309326973201582006-04-17T16:28:00.000-05:002006-04-17T16:28:00.000-05:00You know, Peggy, even if the kids don't appreciate...You know, Peggy, even if the kids don't appreciate it now, they will when they're older.<BR/><BR/>Of course, mine is a boy. I gave him FOOD. He loves FOOD.MJFredrickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06881706931355203700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13241994.post-1145247484302749432006-04-16T23:18:00.000-05:002006-04-16T23:18:00.000-05:00Don't mind at all, Tracy! As for the book, meh. An...Don't mind at all, Tracy! As for the book, meh. And it makes me sad to admit because I love Jenny and this book sounded right up my alley. I'm about half way through and waiting for the romance.<BR/><BR/>Back atcha, Bonnie and Stacy!<BR/><BR/>Michelle, I'm intrigued by your conversion story. How were you introduced to Catholicism? Ironically, it's the same old/same old that had me turning away. Even the special Mass on September 11, to pray for the victims, they couldn't step outside the traditions. <BR/><BR/>Exactly, Mary Beth, Bosey, Tori, Tracy, JoAnn and Trish - if you look at it as What Would Jesus Do, I believe he'd want us to make an effort to make the day special for our families.MJFredrickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06881706931355203700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13241994.post-1145238491188658962006-04-16T20:48:00.000-05:002006-04-16T20:48:00.000-05:00BTW, Mary, I hope you don't mind, but I totally ri...BTW, Mary, I hope you don't mind, but I totally ripped off your cartoon--too funny! I linked to you, though, and admitted you had it first.Tracy Montoyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12578046503043060644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13241994.post-1145235125615423482006-04-16T19:52:00.000-05:002006-04-16T19:52:00.000-05:00Happy Easter!!! :)Happy Easter!!! :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13241994.post-1145227577135146932006-04-16T17:46:00.000-05:002006-04-16T17:46:00.000-05:00Clearly the woman is missing the point that doing ...Clearly the woman is missing the point that doing something special for your child is not a bad thing.<BR/><BR/>I grew up Protestant and chose to convert to Catholicism when I was 15. I love the traditions, the richness of it--but I can't do the everyday Mass or Mass-all-the-time. To me, it makes my special church time feel too ordinary. <BR/><BR/>One of my most memorable experiences was a retreat at Gethsemani Abbey. We attended our choice of Masses during the Hours (vespers, none, you name it). Hearing the Gregorian chant in such an environment was unbelievable. Especially the quiet times.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13241994.post-1145223063554990662006-04-16T16:31:00.000-05:002006-04-16T16:31:00.000-05:00YAY on the pages.So sad the grocery store looks at...YAY on the pages.<BR/>So sad the grocery store looks at Jesus like that. Intersting that I've been studying this very thing. People often forget who Jesus was in reality. How he invited Zacchaeus to dinner, not the most religious of religious people in town. I doubt seriously an Easter basket will even have me forgetting Christ or belittling what He did. :-) BUt if it did, I'd have to say my walk with God was pretty shallow.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13241994.post-1145210710711856362006-04-16T13:05:00.000-05:002006-04-16T13:05:00.000-05:00I've come into contact with people like the grocer...I've come into contact with people like the grocery store lady. I remember some people at the church where I went to some youth group activities when I was in high school calling Santa Satan Claws and saying that we should do away with that non-Christian symbol. I just couldn't believe that Santa was a bad thing. I think there's room in people's minds and hearts for both the joy of Santa and presents and all the Christian traditions. Same with Easter.Trish Milburnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08812010789617982102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13241994.post-1145204970214046712006-04-16T11:29:00.000-05:002006-04-16T11:29:00.000-05:00Because Jesus would totally disapprove of your doi...Because Jesus would totally disapprove of your doing something to make your son happy. UGH, I can't stand people who are so arrogant as to think they have all the answers. That is one unhappy woman inside.<BR/><BR/>Congrats on the ten pages! And BTW, how are you liking DON'T LOOK DOWN? I gave up buying books for Lent, so I'm going on a big old binge this week....Tracy Montoyahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12578046503043060644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13241994.post-1145200500393711682006-04-16T10:15:00.000-05:002006-04-16T10:15:00.000-05:00Happy Easter, Mar! Hey, I made a basket for the g...Happy Easter, Mar! Hey, I made a basket for the girl, and she's 16. Got your kid beat by 2 years. :) It is the rule in this house that as long as you live here, you get a basket on Easter and a stocking from Santa on Christmas. That lady at the store has an affliction that I call "the joylessness." Don't let her get you down. St. Francis was a very serious guy from time to time, but he sure knew how to celebrate! Our creches and manger scenes at Christmas were HIS idea originally. I bet he'd like Easter baskets, too. He knew what joy meant. <BR/><BR/>I was a very traditionalist Catholic at one time. The last several years I pretty much left the Church over the things in it that made me insane. I embraced other spiritualities that helped me immensely. In the last couple of weeks, I've been slowly pulled back to re-examine what I left, and I've realized that I can keep the good things of my prior tradition, and still live the good things I've discovered as an adult. Forming your own spiritual expression and practice is scary, an uncharted territory. But I live for adventure. :) Let yourself be free, Mar, and today...love life and all it has, because it's a glorious gift. I love you.<BR/><BR/>Hugs,<BR/>JAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13241994.post-1145199651309187722006-04-16T10:00:00.000-05:002006-04-16T10:00:00.000-05:00Hey, I'm considerably older than your son *g* and ...Hey, I'm considerably older than your son *g* and my mom still makes me a basket for Easter.<BR/><BR/>As for the woman at the store, I wouldn't worry about it. I agree with Stephanie. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13241994.post-1145194661431302162006-04-16T08:37:00.000-05:002006-04-16T08:37:00.000-05:00Mary, there are always people who feel so superior...Mary, there are always people who feel so superior about their beliefs that they can't help themselves. How sad that she had to say something so hurtful. I don't think Christ would approve of such a bull-headed approach... and I don't think he would have frowned on you making your son a basket of chocolate. For heaven's sake, we're intelligent people -- it's not like you're worshipping the Roman goddess Eostre or anything so subversive. She should get a grip.<BR/><BR/>And congrats on moving ahead with the writing. 10 pages -- good stuff!!<BR/><BR/>StephanieStephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05757619254031529216noreply@blogger.com