Square Pegs. . .

I've been thinking lately that I would give up my position as Parish Historian at church. Nothing seems to be happening and there really isn't a place for me to put anything I uncover anymore. Added to that, I have been feeling a bit like the square peg in a round hole at church lately. Well, just when that thought happens, I get a call from our priest to do an oral history of a long time (lifetime) parishioner who is dying of cancer. Then, I get asked to participate in the possibility of putting an article in the Diocesan Newsletter about our Stations of the Cross practices. And, I also get asked to do a Lenten Reflection article.

I said yes to the oral history--this is what interests me and I love to see how others have been moved over the years toward Christ; I said yes to the writing of our Stations of the Cross practices and found out today that my offering will be published in the Diocesan Newsletter; I submitted a Lenten Reflection about some of our experiences in Russia and how that was Our Wilderness and found out today it will be used in a Parish Lenten Reflection booklet. . .and so, God has told me that I am not really a square peg afterall and that I am doing what He wants. Go figure!

Tonight we got together with some friends we have not had time to get together with in a very long time: Kim, Gary and Erin. Erin was born last June and I have goodnaturedly teased Kim that Aidan would marry her someday. Well, I think he loves her!




I can't wait to see these two grow up together!

When we got home, we hung out for a bit and then, when I put Aidan to bed, he said "It very dark out Mom." Yes, baby boy it is. But you are safe here inside with the light!