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The Transfiguration of New York

March 1, 2010 by Vanessa Leave a Comment

Another way I like to think about Jesus’ Transfiguration is seeing people transformed in front of me. I believe that the true identity of a person is what they would be like if they were perfect. Not perfect as in perfect hair and makeup. Perfect in the way Jesus was perfect. True, none of us is perfect but we have to strive to this Jesus perfection and when we attain that (hopefully in heaven) that is our true self.

When I catch people being selfless or showing love to others, that’s when I feel like I am watching that person’s transfiguration. On a smaller level than Jesus shining bright as light but transfigured nonetheless. Like today when I saw one of my old students giving the Eucharist to an old woman in the back of the church because she was unable to walk to the front – that was him transfigured before me for a second. I know he isn’t always perfect, but in that moment he was Jesus in the love he showed the woman.

I felt that same way about New York this past week. Kraft had to go to a Paulist thing so me and O tagged along so that I could visit one of my best friends, S. I was totally floored by the hospitality that was shown to me and O. Seriously. Floored. People took care of us everywhere we went in NYC. I’ll blog about it more at length in the next few days but it was beautiful. New York was transfigured in front of our eyes.

While New York has its problems, we saw of glimpse of its perfection.

The Transfiguration

March 1, 2010 by Vanessa Leave a Comment

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Today’s Gospel reading (being the second Sunday of Lent) was the Transfiguration. I have always loved this reading, even before I really had any idea what it meant theologically. Since I was younger I just always loved the mental image of Jesus being transformed in front of the disciples. Jesus becoming as bright as light.

I really loved Fr. Bill’s homily today. He started with a story about Mother Teresa. After her death, her spiritual director came out with a book about her spirituality. Apparently when Mother Teresa was a young nun (in her 40s) she heard the voice of God telling her to go do something “beautiful”. She literally heard the voice of God. She described the feeling as being taken up to heaven for a split second. She heard this 5 times in subsequent days and then she never heard it again. We know now how much Mother Teresa struggled spiritually and how on her deathbed she did not feel the presence of God. For the rest of her life she ached to hear the voice of God again. But while she was experiencing this spiritual angst, she continued to follow God’s voice and do something “beautiful” which was to work with the dying, depressed, decrepit, disgusting, downtrodden.

Fr. Bill likened this to what the disciples saw in the Transfiguration. For a second, Peter, John, and James saw Christ transformed as the King and Son of God that He is. Up until this point they had seen miracles, they believed in Him, but this was proof they could see with their own eyes. They were given a glimpse of heaven. Peter babbled on about three tents because he wanted to stay there in that moment but Jesus said no. They needed to move on to Jerusalem. This was just a glimpse of the glory of Jesus.

Whenever we have these moments where we know we are hearing God’s voice or feel that we are truly in the presence of God our soul is filled with a feeling a wholeness and rest. But as quickly as we feel this, it is gone in the next breath. We can’t remain in that moment. It’s heaven. It’s the gift that we can hope God mercifully gives us at our death. We’re not meant to always feel this but we can be grateful that God chooses to give us these little snippets of Love and we can remember them when we feel that God is absent in our lives or feel that God is not answering our prayers. As Mother Teresa knew, our Christian hope keeps us from true misery. Even is we feel God has abandoned us, we can trust fully and wholly that God is there.

Beets Me

February 20, 2010 by Vanessa Leave a Comment

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I’m sure I’ll talk about Community Supported Agriculture (CSA) programs a lot so might as well bring it up now 🙂

Around October we decided to join a CSA with some friends and split a share. How this works is you pay up front to a small, locally owned, organic farm and every week you get a box full of veggies of whatever they harvested. We split a share with some friends because a share can feed a family of four and it halves the price. We began with Hands of the Earth Farm which has now given their farm to the Urban Roots. A fantastic non-profit. Urban Roots is having a CSA but it’s a little more expensive than we can afford right now since part of the money goes to pay for the veggies and another part is a kind-of donation to the program. Maybe one day we will have enough extra income to join this CSA but for now we had to find a different one. We ended up going with Johnson’s Backyard Garden. (Which, by the way, has a fantastic blog if you’re interested in this kind of thing).

Because of this, we have eaten way more veggies than we ever would have otherwise. Not to mention it has expanded our culinary world to veggies I’m pretty sure I would never have given the time of day. Consequently, I have really developed a love of cooking. This is hindered by the Squeaker’s constant need to be in my arms but we do the best we can.

This brings me to my point. In this week’s box we got a batch of beets. Before joining the CSA I had only eaten canned beets when my mom was on this weird diet. They were plain gross. After getting them several times in our boxes I figured I should give them another try. I roasted them several times which turned out good. But tonight I found a recipe that was dee-licious. Roasted Beet Salad with Oranges and Beet Greens. So if you hate beets, give this one a try. It’s very refreshing and not overly beety. I also love that you can use the whole veggie and not just throw out the leafy part.

If it makes it more palatable you can picture Dwight and Mose picking the beets. Hmm, maybe that’s less palatable.

The End of an Era

February 19, 2010 by Vanessa Leave a Comment

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Today was Kraft’s last day of work at the UCC. Kraft has spent just about every day inside those UCC doors since August 2002. Holy cow. That is just about 8 years. On that fateful day that Kraft went to Mass at the UCC as a lowly little freshman he came out of Mass and Hung Doan saw him and said, “Hey you, you look like a guy. Come join Lambdas.” And from that moment on, Kraft was hooked. (Thank God he looks like a guy.) The UCC has really helped Kraft grow from a cocky know-it-all freshman to a more humble know-it-all husband and father. What really amazes me is that the UCC encompasses Kraft’s entire adult life. He was 17 when he walked in and is 25 walking out. He has worked full-time at the UCC for 5 years. 5 years. Ca-razy. I have not held a job for more than a year so 5 blows my mind.

While Kraft has grown and learned a lot from the UCC and the people he has met there, Kraft has poured his heart and soul into the place. He has really helped shape the place and has been instrumental for most great things the place has done for the last 8 years. Before Kraft started working full-time, he was being paid for 11 hours part-time but was actually working probably 50 hour weeks. Probably to the detriment of his academic career, Kraft always worked way more hours for the UCC than he would like to fess up to.

Kraft has been vital to the Lambdas throughout the years. Officially he has been the Lambda chaplain and president separate years. But he has helped them through small and very, very large problems. He planned the 15th year anniversary celebration. His door has always been open to the many members that needed to talk out issues with him. While the guys don’t always make the best of decisions, Kraft has always been there to firmly but pastorally lead them back to a path of being good and upstanding Catholic men.

Kraft put together and executed the first Phonathon that will happen for the 4th year this year and is the biggest fundraiser that the UCC does.

He has helped plan and MCed countless liturgies, Masses, Triduums, etc. He has helped cultivate the relationship between the UCC and the bishop.

Kraft has helped put out lots of fires (figurative) from money issues to building issues to differences of personalities on staff to student problems. With so many students coming through the UCC doors along with your usual group of homeless folks that wander off the drag and parents and resident community members, there was always someone that Kraft needed to help or unruffle feathers.

If you could only see the difference between the computer system/server/technology pre-Kraft and post-Kraft, you would be amazed. If Kraft did nothing other than the tech stuff for the UCC, it alone would be worthy of praise. I can’t really say what all he has done, mostly because it is more technical than I understand but he has revamped the staff’s email and calendar, built the computer lab from scratch, designed and implemented the facilities calendar and room reservation system, and then it gets into stuff I can’t explain.

Kraft has improved Student Leadership and has re-started the Knights council that has been dormant for many years.

All of this doesn’t mention the countless hours he has spent planning, emailing, counseling, mentoring, chatting, building community, etc, etc. This is just the stuff I can think of right now and am sure that I am leaving out a lot. While Kraft has learned a lot from the UCC, Kraft has been invaluable to the UCC. I know he has made such a huge impact on the community and on many students’ lives. All his work has not been in vain.

We will always be thankful for the UCC. If it weren’t for the UCC, we
would never have met. Kraft’s best friends are from the UCC.

Thank God for the UCC and the opportunities it has given Kraft. Thank God for leading Kraft to the UCC and making him such a dedicated
servant.

Today is the end of an era. The Kraft era. So, thank you UCC. You have been good to us and will always have a place in our hearts.

So many things to be thankful for

February 19, 2010 by Vanessa Leave a Comment

Sometimes I’m really dumb and complain about things mostly because I forget that I need to keep things in perspective. These are just a couple of the things that have struck me recently that I need to keep in perspective…

I am thankful for Olivia having poop blow outs all the time and farting in public loudly enough to make people shift awkwardly around me because they think it was me. Some babies have a lot of serious digestive problems.

I am thankful that Olivia wakes up every couple hours at night. I was getting my hair cut last weekend and another lady was telling her hair stylist about someone she knew that had their baby’s funeral that morning because the baby went to sleep and didn’t wake up. SIDS.

I am thankful that my husband has been getting home at 9pm or 10pm most nights after working a full day and having to go train for his new job. Some of my closest friends had to grow up with their fathers always traveling for work and only getting to see them every other weekend. Not to mention all the military families that don’t see fathers (or mothers) for months or years at a time.

I am thankful that sometimes I get a little bored and lonely at home. A lot of mothers are not able to stay home with their children because they need to work to make end’s meet for the family.

I am thankful.

Lent and Joe Biden

February 17, 2010 by Vanessa Leave a Comment

Today I was reminded that Lent is a time not just to make a sacrifice
for God but to make a meaningful sacrifice. We should be transformed
in the next 40 days into a more perfect person. Into a person who is
more like Christ. Giving up chocolate is a difficult thing but how
does that prepare you for Easter? I do believe that giving something
up can prepare you for Easter but it needs to be done very
intentionally. Maybe everytime you reach for a Twix and remember you
can’t have it, you pray for someone you don’t particularly like. After
40 days of this something will definitely have changed in you. Of
course you don’t just have to give up something. Fr. Jaime put it that
we need to do something that we find joy in and is life-giving. Kraft
and I are still trying to decide what to do as a family during Lent but
in general we would like to be more intentional with our time. Less
TV. More prayer. Less fast food. More cooking. Less criticism. More confession. Less negativity. More love.

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Back
when I was at Notre Dame, I was so spoiled. I remember being so
excited for Lent every year. At Notre Dame it is so easy to really put
a lot of time into your spiritual life. There’s a bajillion
Masses everyday. Prayer services all the time. A really great
community. Beautiful prayer spaces.

I wish I was spiritually in a
place where I was excited for Lent again. Instead, I had forgotten
today was Ash Wednesday until I was flipping through the channels on TV
and saw Joe Biden with ashes on his head. I know I need to work on my
spiritual life when Joe Biden is what gets me thinking about Lent.
Well, that’s what Lent is for. Improvement. Spiritual improvement.
Soul boot camp.

Just a quick side story. Possibly my favorite story
about my mom. She has had bangs for as long as I can remember.
Bangs are pretty tricky for someone putting ashes on your forehead if
you don’t get them out of the way. She never ran into any problems
with this until we moved to The Woodlands. Fr. Domec is a no-nonsense
kind of guy so he’s not about to go moving people’s bangs out of
the way to get to their forehead. So when my mom was up to get ashes,
he just put the cross on her nose. My mom was mortified but she
couldn’t do anything about it. She just had to walk around the rest of
the day with a smudgy cross on her nose. Oh man, God sure does have a
sense of humor. Rest assured every year after that my mom has pinned
back her bangs.

Happy Lent, friends. May it be a fruitful one.

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