Put It To Work 28

Put It To Work 28

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Another Monday means another opportunity to swap prayer intentions and start “putting them to work” for one another!

Here are my prayer intentions for this week:

  • That I overcome my habit of anger
  • That Walt has a blessed 4th birthday
  • That we have a smooth transition into summer
  • For those with high-risk pregnancies or are struggling with infertility
  • For those who are unemployed or underemployed, that they find meaningful work soon
  • For safe travels for all those traveling over Memorial Day weekend

Your turn! What prayer intentions can I “put to work” for you this week? As always, I will add them to my prayer journal and pray for you by name throughout the week–especially during my morning prayers. Please share your intentions in the comment box below, on the blog Facebook page, or send them to me via the blog contact form. Thank you in advance for your prayers.

Have a great week!

Rethinking How We Archive Family Memories

Rethinking How We Archive Family Memories

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For Mother’s Day, I decided to transfer my parents’ VHS home videos to DVDs.  I made the trip to Omaha to get the tapes from Mom and Dad’s house.  Dad found the box of VHS tapes stored in the basement and made arrangements for me to pick it up before Mom got home from work.  The box contained roughly 2 dozen VHS tapes with 2 hours of footage on each tape.  The dates ranged from the mid-seventies to 2002.   Thanks to our neighbor’s VHS transfer machine, I was able to begin the fun part from the comfort of our family room.

The VHS tapes weren’t labeled.  They simply said things like, “Tape 13 1:58.”  I could have just dropped off the VHS tapes at a store and had a stranger convert the tapes, but I’ve never been one to do things the easy way.  Besides, I wanted this endeavor to be worth the effort.  To me, that meant viewing each VHS tape, stopping and starting the film between different events, and noting what was happening in each event with the year.  That way, when I transferred them to DVD, each event would be a new scene that we could find with the click of a button.  No more fast forwarding.  No more guess work.  Every memory would be at our fingertips.

“Andy 3rd Birthday 1986 Trick Candles”

“Okoboji 1990 Fishing and Water Skiing”

“Lake Manawa 4th of July Parade 1978”

“Mom and Dad Playing With First Video Camera, 1976”

Archiving the videos in this way was a lot more work, but it was well worth the effort.  I thought forcing myself to go through all of the video footage would be a fun chance to go down memory lane.  What I didn’t expect was for the whole experience to make me rethink how Philip and I are archiving memories for our own little family.

The way my parents captured our childhoods is so very different than how Philip and I are archiving our memories today.  Philip and I don’t own a dedicated video camera.  If we take any videos, they are short snippets on our phones or quick clips on my new DSLR.  I had taken for granted how Mom and Dad filmed until I started viewing.

Filming with a dedicated video camera, especially a bulky one like Mom and Dad had during our early childhoods, was an event.  The camera was large and inconvenient for hauling around, so most of the events captured were events–birthdays, holidays, milestones, recitals, football/basketball/volleyball/soccer games, graduations, music programs, etc.  There were very few moments of tape when the videographer was just taping everyday life.  Since I’m so used to being able to archive every little moment on my smart phone, you’d think this would make me sad.  Ironically, I think our parents’ way of archiving memories managed to capture more.  Here’s why:

Because filming with a big, dedicated videocamera took some effort, the person filming took it upon him or herself to record the event.  They weren’t asking someone to clown on the film for a quick clip.  They filmed all of Christmas morning next to the tree or the whole First Holy Communion Mass.  Maybe this has more to do with the way my family filmed than a truism for the way archiving memories have changed.  (I’d love to hear your family’s experience!)  It was refreshing to view all of these memories in their entirety.  In an age when we didn’t have the constant distractions of our screens, the people being captured were all in the moment–even if they were daydreaming of something else, it was easy to reign everyone back in.

My favorite part of watching the videos of extended moments is getting a better glimpse into the videographer’s mind.  When Dad was filming, he remained mostly silent, simply panning the room as a silent observer, letting the action unfold in front of him.  When he found a moment he found particularly interesting or funny, he’d zoom in.  If it was Christmas morning and he saw one of us opening a highly anticipated present, he’d ask excitedly, “What is it, Matthew?”  His little chuckle behind the camera revealed so much.  He regularly let the camera stop on my mom (which she hated), but I am so glad he did since she was usually the one capturing the memories on camera, so we have few photos of Mom from my childhood.  (Isn’t that always the trap of us mamas?  I told Philip recently that I’m sad I’m in so few pictures, so he’s been making a big effort to take more snapshots of little moments when he sees me reading with the kids, helping them with their shoes, or cuddling on a lazy Saturday morning.)

The other thing I love about videotaping events is that it manages to capture more of the everyday and ordinary.  Say what, Catherine?  Let me explain.  When you have 30 minutes of footage from Christmas 1989, the people on film seem to forget that they’re being filmed.  Instead of hamming it up for the camera, they do their thing.  The person filming giggles upon discovering someone picking their nose, an aunt and uncle exchange a sweet kiss, the newborn is cuddling with Grandma, and the conversation is about nothing remarkable, but it makes you think of people, places, or events that you hadn’t thought of in years.

Another bonus of the extended footage is getting to see all of the things we didn’t think to capture in pictures.  Watching video helped me to remember the floor plan of the various homes our family and extended family has lived in.  Our childhood parish’s original (ugly!) church and school “link” connecting the school to the church that is now gone.  The Jack and Jill bathroom my sister and I shared where she used to do my hair (and I laid on the floor behind the pocket door to listen to her chat on the teen line with her friends.  The secret hideout on the top shelf of the hall linen closet.  That made me realize how much I crave getting to see those little things, and how I need to be more deliberate in capturing them today for our children.

So, how is all of this going to change how we capture memories?  For starters, we’re going to start taking more and longer film of everyday life.  We’re going to let the camera run so that we’re capturing the living instead of the performing.  We’re going to take pictures that capture the nooks and crannies and the little details that make up the background of our lives.  We’re going to capture the voices of our older relatives.  We’re going to capture the voices of the kids–how they mispronounced specific words, talking about their favorite things, talking about school or friends.  We’re going to remember that capturing the ordinary things that get overlooked may someday mean more than capturing snippets of the big moments.

After getting everything off of the VHS tapes, I was able to put everything in chronological order.  Thanks for Philip’s tech savvy-ness, we put the files onto DVD’s with a fancy main menu that had screen shots of the various files.  I’m still in the process of making copies for my siblings and ourselves.  I’m so glad I went to the trouble.  I know my parents and siblings really appreciated it.  More importantly, our children and maybe even their children will get enjoyment from them, too.  Now that they’re labeled, a lot of the guesswork will be gone.

Watching the videos on DVD on Mother's Day

Watching the videos on DVD on Mother’s Day

How did your family archive memories on video (if at all)?  What was the videographer’s style?  Did he/she capture the whole event?  Are there holes in the memories that you wish were filled?  What do you wish you could change about the style?  Does this make you reconsider how you’re archiving memories now? What would you do differently?

Singing In the Shackles

Singing In the Shackles

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In this morning’s First Reading (Acts 16:22-34), we hear about the persecution of Paul and Silas as they tried to spread the Gospel.  For their missionary work, they are stripped, beaten, and sent to jailer.  The prison guard was given strict instructions to guard them securely, so he put Paul and Silas into the innermost cell and secured their feet to a stake.

Every time I read this story, I have to re-read the next verse multiple times.  “About midnight, while Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God as the prisoners listened, there was suddenly such a severe earthquake that the foundations of the jail shook; all the doors flew open, and the chains of all were pulled loose.”  Woah.  These guys had just been stripped, beaten, and thrown in jail for their missionary work.  You’d think they’d be licking their wounds and keeping their traps shut so that the guard would leave them alone and possibly release them.  Instead, they’re praying and singing hymns to God in their shackles at midnight!  This should absolutely positively blow us away.

How can we account for their singular focus and determination to serve God in all things–even in their shackles?  We need look no further than 14 chapters before this reading.  In Acts 2, Jesus fulfills exactly what He promised in todays’ Gospel reading (John 16:5-11) at Pentecost.  “But I tell you the truth, it is better for you that I go.  For if I do not go, the Advocate will not come to you.  But if I go, I will send him to you.  And when he comes he will convict the world in regard to sin and righteousness and condemnation: sin, because they do not believe in me; righteousness, because I am going to the Father and you will no longer see me; condemnation, because the ruler of this world has been condemned.”

How can we explain the transformation of Jesus’ disciples from a group of cowards and betrayers to men and women full of zeal, willing to risk their lives for the sake of the Gospel?  The Advocate.  The Holy Spirit.  The One who defends and strengthens us in the face of the accuser, Satan.

Before Pentecost, Paul was “laying waste” to the Church, murdering Christians and attempting to thwart all of their work.  After Pentecost, when he saw the Advocate at work in the disciples’ souls, he was moved to become one of their most fervent leaders and the focal point of our First Reading today.  With the aid of the Holy Spirit, Paul and Silas were able to persevere in prayer and sang hymns to God even in shackles.  Instead of shaking their fists at God for allowing them to be beaten and imprisoned, he thanked God in all things.  God rewarded Paul and Silas’ faithfulness by sending an earthquake to free them from bondage.

What am I shackled to?  What sins are blinding me to the Holy Spirit at work in my life?  Am I thanking God in all things, not just the good?  Am I, like Paul and Silas, allowing my life to serve as an instrument to bring others to God?

The same prison guard who had shackled Paul and Silas and nearly killed himself out of fear that the Romans would in turn kill him for allowing Paul and Silas to escape after the earthquake, fell to his knees and asks them what he needs to do to be saved.  He knew God was responsible for releasing the prisoners that even his prison could not contain.  The reading ends with Paul and Silas baptizing the household of the guard and them rejoicing because they came to faith.

When was the last time I called upon the Advocate?  When I pray, do I address all 3 Persons in the Trinity, or do I ignore the Holy Spirit?  Do I take for granted the sacrament of Confirmation in my day-to-day living?  How can I allow the Holy Spirit to unshackle me from the sin that is blinding me?  Do I believe enough to start singing in my shackles today?

Come, Holy Spirit!

Put It To Work 27

Put It To Work 27

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Another Monday means another opportunity to swap prayer intentions and start “putting them to work” for one another!

Here are my prayer intentions for this week:

  • That those facing unemployment or underemployment may find meaningful work
  • For those with high-risk pregnancies.  That God will watch over the precious babies and their mothers, and that they can find comfort (in the truest sense of the word: com – with + fort – strength) in their faith
  • For teachers and students as they close out another school year.  That students will be successful in their studies, that teachers will be affirmed in their vocation, and that both will find rest during their summer vacation.

Your turn! What prayer intentions can I “put to work” for you this week? As always, I will add them to my prayer journal and pray for you by name throughout the week–especially during my morning prayers and holy hour tonight. Please share your intentions in the comment box below, on the blog Facebook page, or send them to me via the blog contact form. Thank you in advance for your prayers.

Have a great week!

The Mother's Day Trap

The Mother's Day Trap

I’m not gonna do it.  I’m not gonna fall for the Mother’s Day Trap.

It’s so gosh darn tempting to expect what the Hallmark commercials are selling.  We see all of these picture perfect scenes of cherub children and adoring husbands gently, lovingly waking Mom with beautifully handmade keepsakes, poetic cards, and expensive jewelry.  They shower her with affection.  The children, perfectly dressed and coiffed, use indoor voices, remember their manners, and play sweetly with each other.

How many loaves of bread does this woman need?

How many loaves of bread does this woman need?

No wonder it’s so easy to get in a rotten mood on Mother’s Day when the day is, well, ordinary.

This year, I’m not falling for the Mother’s Day Trap.  Instead, I’m gonna anticipate ordinary.

I’m gonna anticipate that even on Mother’s Day there will still be diaper blowouts, epic temper tantrums, spilled milk, or fighting children.  Full disclosure:  I’m anticipating ordinary so much that I asked Philip if we could go to Mass just the two of us on Saturday before our dinner date.  That way, we can enjoy a peaceful-ish (with a big “ish”) Mother’s Day morning at home with the kids.  (Mass has been anything but peaceful or prayerful the last few weeks.  Just ask the other St. Joseph’s parishioners!  They can tell you about the Divine Mercy Sunday extravaganza.  A smuggled minion, open flames, and a St. Joseph statue were involved.)  Any you know what?  Praise God!  Really.  All of the crazy day-to-day stressors and power struggles that I’ve grown to accept as normal are signs of life around here.

I don’t need to cherish every diaper change or temper tantrum to be a good mother.  I do need to celebrate the gift of what has become my ordinary, though.  When I take the time to stop and think about it, motherhood blows my mind.  It is an extraordinary grace to be entrusted with eternal souls.  The longer God gives me to hone my skills as a mama, the more I see that He has sent me exactly the souls I need to be the person He is asking me to be.  It’s exactly the life I need.  There’s so much grace to be found in the imperfect.

So, when it’s Mother’s Day morning and someone has a fever and someone else lost their left shoe, I’ll remember that the imperfect won’t make it a bad Mother’s Day; it’ll make it a real Mother’s Day.  Last year, our family spent Mother’s Day in my brother’s basement during a tornado warning, so stay tuned for what’s in store this year.  Whatever happens, it’ll be a tailor-made Mother’s Day with opportunities just for me to find the graces.

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