Looks Like There’s An Energy Crisis

For those of you who lived through the 70’s, you’ll probably remember the gas shortage. I realize that I’m dating myself, but during that time, I was right around the age to get my driver’s license. Some of my friends had their licenses already. I remember how crazy it was driving past gas stations with long lines of cars waiting to fill up their cars with gas. People were desperate to get gas in their cars. It even escalated to the point where people could only get gas on certain days depending on which number their license plate ended in, even or odd (this was before personalized plates). I think everyone was afraid that at some point, we would simply run out of gas. It was the only time in my life I have experienced anything like that. Looking back, I realize now that people were lining up for something that they depended on to live their daily lives. Although there hasn’t been anything like that again to that extent, it clearly demonstrates how dependent we are on certain things in our lives.

“Tri” a little tenderness

“In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.”

How many times have you uttered those words in your life? If you are a prayerful person, then it would probably be a lot because it's how we start almost every prayer we say. And you may not even give much thought to it other than simply, well, the way you begin a prayer. Yes, we say those words every time we start a prayer, and usually a more formal prayer, like the Lord’s Prayer or Hail Mary for example, and it is even how each Mass begins.

In the beginning…

Whenever something begins, it also means that it is something new, and it can range from something small to something huge or even life changing. For example a jigsaw puzzle, which begins with the first piece. A painting begins with the first brush stroke. A song begins with the first note. A book begins on the first page. For me, a huge BEGINNING recently took place that most of you can probably relate to. A couple of weeks ago I began a new job, which is the reason why I haven’t posted anything new for a while. Being out of work is what gave me the time to start this blog in the first place and post all the things you’ll find here. I hope that over time, I can work out a schedule that includes time for this. Anyway, let's go back to the “beginning”.

There’s Nothing Like Homemade Bread

Anyone who is even remotely familiar with scripture is probably familiar with the many miracles that Jesus performed during his 3 short years of ministry here on Earth. Even for someone who is not a regular churchgoer or scripture reader, there is one miracle in particular mentioned in scripture that pretty much everyone is familiar with. In scripture we hear the story of how Jesus fed five thousand men with only five loaves of bread and two fish (Mark 6: 34 – 44). But did you know that there was someone else who performed a similar miracle many years before Jesus did? That’s right, it was a woman, except she didn’t just feed five thousand men, she fed the entire world and continues to do so even today. 

So who was this woman and how did she feed way more people than Jesus did that day? Before I answer that question, I want you take a minute and think about all of the different ways we refer to Jesus: teacher, friend, brother, savior, the light of the world, “the way, the truth and the life”, just to name a few. I mean the list goes on and on. Who could have imagined the endless list of titles he would be given, not only throughout his life but also throughout history? So how did he come to get all these different ways that we refer to him? For the most part, man has given him these names and references.