The Big White Farmhouse

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Last Sunday, Palm Sunday, we entered into the holiest days of the Church Year, the days in which we celebrate the completion of the mission for which our Lord Jesus was sent into the world: His suffering, dying and rising from the dead for our eternal salvation. So singular is this time for us that we call “Holy Week” the days from Palm Sunday to the Easter Vigil on Holy Saturday. Of all the weeks of the Church Year, during which God faithfully pours forth His grace upon us, we refer to one week only as Holy Week, because the source of all grace is found in the events which took place during this week. (by Cardinal Raymond L. Burke, from here)

Alleluia alleluia!  Christ is risen, Christ is truly risen!  When this post is published, it will be Easter Monday, so the Holy Week readings and things down below will be unhelpful until next year.  Mediating on Our Lord’s death is always a fruitful practice, so maybe you could use them after Paschaltide?

Contemplating with Art // 

Reading //

• Holy Thursday Meditation on the Blessed Eucharist from Fr. Michael Mueller // “’Who’ asks St. John Chrysostom, ‘will give us of His flesh that we may be filled?’ (Job 31:31). This Christ has done, allowing Himself not only to be seen, but to be touched too, and to be eaten, so that our teeth pierce His Flesh, and all are filled with His love.”
• Stations of the Cross by Saint Francis of Assisi
• Discourse 16. Mental Sufferings of Our Lord in His Passion from Cardinal John Henry Newman // Long but really good.
• Sermon for Good Friday on the Passion of Christ from St. Francis de Sales // “He could have redeemed us in a thousand other ways than that of His Son’s death. But He did not will to do so, for what may have been sufficient for our salvation was not sufficient for His love; and to show us how much He loved us, this divine Son died the cruelest and most ignominious of deaths, that of the Cross.”
• The Charcoal Fire, a poem by Fr. Timothy J. Draper

Watching/Listening //

• the Learning to Look series from Fr. Hugh at St. Michael’s Abbey // Short little nuggets of beauty and wisdom.  Makes me want to pull How Catholic Art Saved the Faith: The Triumph of Beauty and Truth in Counter-Reformation Art by Elizabeth Lev off of my TBR shelf.
• Tenebrae with St. Michael’s Abbey // “The liturgy of Tenebrae (Latin for “darkness”), which dates back to the ninth century, is a special expression of Matins and Lauds unique to Holy Week. The psalms chanted during Tenebrae ground Our Lord’s Passion in the context of Salvation History.”  There were livestreams to watch on each day of the Triduum.  Beautiful.

Loving //

• The Life of Sr. Mary Wilhelmina by the Benedictines of Mary, Queen of Apostles // “Sister Wilhelmina understood that true holiness consists not in niceness or pleasant feelings but in a battle of wills; she was determined, at all costs, to surrender her strong will to an even stronger one: the will of God.”

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We pray these words so often, they almost become meaningless: “Give us this day our daily bread…”  But what does that really mean, our daily bread?  What trust does that require?

It reminds me of the passage in Exodus 16 about manna.  The Israelites were able to gather as much as they needed during the day, but were not supposed to keep any left over until morning.  When some people disobeyed and tried anyway, the manna became “wormy and stank.”  What trust that must have required to be confident that God would provide for them each morning!

Just like the Israelites, my natural inclination is to want today’s manna…and a little bit extra, just in case.  Life, on the other hand, continues to test me!  “Adulting” is full of highs and lows…my husband and I often joke that the best visual of being an adult is the opening scene in Up where the couple saves and saves, only to have to hammer open the piggy bank and start again.

BUT.  If I stop to look, I can see God’s hand working in our finances.  A few recent examples: My husband received a surprise bonus at work, just as we brought his car in for an inspection and discovered it needed $$$ in brake repairs.  Because of that, we were able to get the work done quickly and without going into debt.  My teenage son needed new tires on his car and was offered gig work out of the blue that paid a bit more than the full amount he needed.  He now can drive safely without having to decimate his savings account.  As for me, I had an awesome reselling week, even getting a large order for nine books!  (Thank you so much, Ellen!)  These are more Ebenezers!

I’m more and more convinced that if you give Him room to work, He will surprise you in the best ways.  What a loving and generous God we serve.  Wishing you a blessed and fruitful Holy Week.  See you on Easter Monday!  xo

Hoping to document the abundance around me all year long!

Around here, abundance looks like…

+ passing around illness as big families tend to do.  Thankfully, I’ve yet to get it and the kids seemed to recover fairly quickly.

+ putting in the sweat equity around the farm and feeling back in my element.  (Last year, I was white-knuckling my way through chores and projects and seriously doubting if this life was for me.  I now see that I was just unwell.)  This week, I planned out pasture rotations for the pigs and even nursed my boar, Fred, back to health after we caught him limping.  Ache Away to the rescue again!

+ making banana bread from overripe bananas.  That rarely happens in this house so it was quite the treat!

+ finishing up the Easter baskets.  Gone are the days of bubbles and sidewalk chalk; now I’m filling them with protein powder and sandals and books.  This growing up business sure is bittersweet.

+ WIND.  The gusts have been insane!  Thankfully, it hasn’t been as bad as two years ago, but we’ve still had damage to our fencing and even had one of our chicken tractors thrown and broken.  Always something…

+ selling 17 unneeded items for the Farm Sitter Vacation Fund: eleven books, a pair of shoes, a dress, a skirt, a nightgown, a jacket and a shirt.  After shipping and fees, I made $107.39!

Reading //

• Passiontide and Holy Week from Dom Guéranger’s The Liturgical Year // “After having proposed the forty-days’ fast of Jesus in the desert to the meditation of the faithful during the first four weeks of Lent, the holy Church gives the two weeks which still remain before Easter to the commemoration of the Passion. She would not have her children come to that great day of the immolation of the Lamb, without having prepared for it by compassionating with Him in the sufferings He endured in their stead.”
• Blanched Sun, Blinded Man from Paul Kingsnorth at The Abbey of Misrule // Continuing on in his series.
• Clean the Clutter from Grandma Donna // “After we finish with Madge’s house I will be thinning out things here at home. What I have learned is, clean the house and clean the clutter. Move whatever we need to move to clean around it, behind it, under, top and clean the items before putting it back.”  Great motivation as I think about spring cleaning!
• Uprooted: Recovering the Legacy of the Places We’ve Left Behind by Grace Olmstead // As of this writing, I’m about halfway through.  A lot of great quotes, including this one:

Rootedness and perennial belonging often make sense to us on a scientific, ecological level.  We know (or are at least realizing) what the soil needs for biological health and flourishing.  But there seems to be a widespread belief in our society that these principles do not apply to people: that we are different, that our minds and souls are, in fact, better suited to wandering and restlessness than to faithful belonging, the choice to stick.

Watching/Listening //

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Loving //

• these free rosary coloring pages // They are apparently based off of their book, Catechism of the Seven Sacraments (in Lego!)  Definitely going on our wishlist.
• my new carbon monoxide detector // I’m a little paranoid about carbon monoxide and gas leaks, so my volunteer firefighter son helped me purchase a tool that will determine if there’s a problem.  Next up to buy for my safety arsenal: this gas leak detector.
• the idea of a Power Down // Although we’d probably only be able to try it for a long weekend, I love what she says about the benefits:

“That sounds like a whole lot of work, Becca. Why bother?!!”
Well, because once you experience this sort of quiet focus on your real life, I think you’ll be hooked. To focus solely on your kids, uninterrupted, is a precious joy. To focus solely on your spouse, without others vying for their attention (or yours) is an immediately-felt gift. The conversations have time to linger, the most important things rise to the surface and the time-wasters quickly look ridiculous. You begin to wonder, “what am I exchanging here—quality time in my real life versus quantity time in this life of screens?” The homemaking and farming and manual labor become the most fulfilling work and it really does fill you up, bringing purpose to your people, and vision for your clan.