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Book Review – Why God Matters: How to Recognize Him in Daily Life

I was thrilled to be asked to provide a book review for Karina Lumbert Fabian & Deacon Steven Lumbert’s Why God Matters:  How to Recognize Him in Daily Life. 

Let me start with – I loved this book. It is such a wonderful testament to God and how His love fills our lives in the simplest ways , astonishing us with his abundant grace.
I am not a cradle Catholic; I was raised in the Methodist church, in a devout and committed family, and spent my childhood involved in Bible study, church choir, and youth activities. I met my husband, and started attending mass with him. My parents – especially my mom – were devastated at what they perceived to be a horrible affront to my upbringing. My husband and I were married in the Methodist church, but I promised him that I would raise our children Catholic, and that I would consider converting.
It took me another nine years to make that decision, but once it was made, I knew that it was right for me, for my husband, for our two daughters, and later, for our two sons. I am still growing in faith, and realized long ago that it isn’t the huge, life-changing moments that shape our faith relationship with God, but the constant, steady everyday expression of love that binds us to Him! The life lessons presented in Why God Matters spoke to me in so many ways, I’m not sure I could pick a single one that didn’t address some aspect of my life as I know it! The one that is still resonating with me a week later is “Great faith is not achieved at once, but in small steps over time.” Finding God in the ordinariness of every day life – I can’t think of a better way to explore and expand my own faith journey.
I like the way each chapters tell a very real life story and then shows the lesson learned. Each chapter is rounded out with Biblical references and quotes from Catechism of the Catholic Church. Like Ms. Fabian states, “I want a relationship with God. I just don’t want it to be “personal.” I want a relationship that encompasses all of God: Father, Son and Holy Spirit. One where he is all-powerful as he is all loving, where he listens to my trivial concerns with benevolence and maybe amusement–yet one where I can rage and share all and come crawling to him when I’m weak and confess my wrongdoings, knowing that no matter how small and wretched I am, he will be there for me, because after all, he is God.”
It truly is the simple moments in our lives where we find God. Ms. Fabian and Deacon Lumbert gently remind us of that with their book Why God Matters: How to Recognize Him in Daily Life.

Want more?  Click here to read an excerpt from Chapter Two.  You won’t regret it.

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healthy

Learning to Run – The Red Hat

Teen Daughters #1 and #2
Greetings, Chickies!   Saturday’s Fun Run was, well, FUN!!!  It wasn’t a full 5K, the weatherman cooperated and provided us with a sun damping cloud cover, and the company – Husband, Teen Daughters #1 and #2, Teen Son #2, Husband’s fellow employees – was unmatched. 
Did I make it?  You betcha. I also learned that running in an organized fun run is not as easy as it looks.  There are a lot of people in your way, and you really have to pay attention so that you don’t run over someone or get trampled yourself!  I finished in 23 minutes, alternating tripping over dogs and strollers, speedwalking, and then sprinting the last quarter mile.  That finish line – what an amazing thing to cross my first finish line!  There was a cheering squad there smiles, high fives, “Way to Gos” and a drink of water. 
And I was wearing a red hat.
That red hat meant something.  Something to everyone who saw me, a symbol to the world. You see, when we signed in, we were all asked, “Have you had a heart attack or a stroke?”  I responded honestly, “Yes.  I had a minor stroke eighteen months ago,” and the gentleman handed me the hat.  “Wear This”, he said, “Let everyone know you’re a surrvivor!”.  A surrvivor?  Me? I purposely never think about the stroke.  I push it out of my mind, stifle the memory, ignore it. I recovered, except for a small balance problem and occasional lost words. Stroke?  What stroke?

Yep.  That’s me in the red hat.
Then I looked around, and noticed the red hats everywhere. Red hats on people who look like Iron Man competitors, red hats on folks like me who are still working on rebuilding their health.  Red hats on elderly walkers, even a red hat on a baby in a stroller.  These red hats represent all these people who have had a heart attack or a stroke – and I’m one of them.  It can’t be denied.  I have an MRI that shows that spot in my brain where it happened.  Something came undone in my gut as I crossed that finish line wearing my red hat.  I finally recognize that I have come a l-o-n-g way in these eighteen months.  I’ve lost more than twenty pounds, bringing my grand total to fifty eight pounds from my all time high weight. I can make it through an entire Body Pump or Zumba class without stopping, I can speedwalk 5K in less than 45 minutes.  

I wear a red hat.  I am a surrvivor…and I have Learned to Run!
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SSSeptember 13th

Today, I’m wearing my MOST FAVORITE necklace!  I hoarded a stash of large focal beads for the longest time before inspiration came my way, and I strung them up with random copper beads and spacers.  My favorite bead in the group is the carved birdcage bone bead in the front.  Uh, that isn’t, to say, a birdcage bone, since I am pretty sure that cages don’t have bones.  What I mean is a birdcage shaped bead, carved from a piece of bone!
 
Where did the inspiration come from you wonder?  From Mary and her wonderful staff at my favorite bead store, The Artful Bead.

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