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Monday Morning Musings

1. Left to my own devices, I'd probably never leave the house on the weekends. I enjoy the downtime. However, after my recent stint in the psych. hospital, I know this isn't good for me. As one of our counselors said, "We shrink our world and we get depressed. When we get depressed, our world shrinks. And the cycle continues." I knew Dear Husband was going to be busy with open houses for his soccer players, so I decided to call up my sister and have an impromptu day out. Nothing big - just ran some errands and had lunch. Turned out to be a very lovely day.

2. When I got to Mass yesterday, I noticed that all the pews now have prayer cards in them for "prayer after receiving Communion." Have I mentioned how much I love and appreciate our priest?

3. If you hear a long and pronounced scream from this direction, it's just work: getting ready for Acton University next week - about 1,000 people for 75+ countries here in Grand Rapids, MI. Yeah, we're getting ready for that. A staff of about 40 plus interns. Just warning you...

4. Took a walk around downtown last week to enjoy the spring air. My people watching racked up some big scores: a guy walking around with armfuls of handcuffs, belly chains and shackles (I do work a blog from the police station...), a very nicely dressed business-type guy....with his shirt unbuttoned to his navel, and one man carrying around his catheter bag. Ah, sweet spring!

Have an amazing week, and remember: everything you control stops at the end of your fingertips!

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