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Lotus grow in mud – I believe all creation grows in mud – dust to dust – what is dust but dried and powdered mud?<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

When I stand before God at the end of my life I would hope that I would have not a single bit of talent left and could say, “I used everything you gave me.” ~ Erma Bombeck<\/em><\/p>\n

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“In the opening chapters in the book of Genesis, the story of the creation of the first human being gives us a hint of what God intends for us.\u00a0 In this story God takes a mound of mud and breathes into it to create Adam.\u00a0 In Hebrew the word “ruah” means breath, wind, or spirit.\u00a0 The author of Genesis is telling us that God put His own Spirit into the mud (creature) and thus made it human.\u00a0 God places a bit of Himself inside each of us.”\u00a0 — borrowed from Fra Jude, companionsofstanthony.org<\/a><\/p>\n

As children — our siblings, cousins and neighborhood kids would dress up in old sheets as saints and play Catholic Mass.\u00a0 Necco wafers substituted as the Eucharistic Host of choice since it had the most white wafers, thereby closely resembling the Real Presence.\u00a0 We each had a favorite saint, patterning our lives as closely as possible to the excellent virtues each saint exhibited.\u00a0 Mine?\u00a0 St. Anthony of Padua, chosen because he would preach to the fish if no one else bothered to listen to his sermons and of course, St. Francis of Assisi, a closely held friend and confidant of all animals.\u00a0 These two holy men, the perfect combination to follow in their footsteps as I too, loved animals (and talking, even if an audience wasn’t listening!)\u00a0 I have failed miserably, as an adult, to achieve even the remotest of remote outposts to rise anywhere near their level of sanctification.\u00a0 But lo and behold!\u00a0 We are given another breath, another minute, to do our best to practice sainthood.\u00a0 As Mother Angelica tells us at the beginning of each of her radio and television broadcasts —\u00a0 “we are all called to be saints — what’s stopping you?!”\u00a0 (ewtn.com<\/a>)<\/p>\n

Since we are basically, all “mud pies” created in the Image of God through His Breath, I invite you to walk into my world today.\u00a0 Each moment is given to Surrender.\u00a0 Deep Surrender as I have found this is the only way for me to turn off the sounds and banging gongs of the world and listen in silent contemplation to the Voice of God.\u00a0 (Have you ever noticed the word silent<\/strong><\/em> has the same letters as listen<\/strong><\/em>?)\u00a0 I invite you to turn off your electronic devices and go into your garden.\u00a0 If you haven’t a garden, purchase a little pot and place seeds inside and experience a little vision of the silence of God in the voice of a flower or an herb.<\/p>\n

Today I am making mud pies.\u00a0 Literally.\u00a0 Mud pies.\u00a0 Filled with wildflower seeds and drying in the sun for you to purchase when they are dry.\u00a0 I’ll share my inspiration and process in a little while and together, we can spread the Voice of God through the quietness of flowers.<\/p>\n

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Praying in the dirt, playing in the mud<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Where did the inspiration come from to — as an adult — make mud pies?\u00a0 Embarrassingly enough (and a sin still unconfessed!) we offered to pay a neighborhood kid a nickel if he would eat one of our mud pies.\u00a0 He did.\u00a0 A nickel back then could buy a few chick-o-sticks, a much coveted candy since one had to sneak across the ditch, race through eight lanes of truck traffic and then ask Mr. Bauer not to tell your Mom you were there.\u00a0 Of course, the sin doubles itself since not only did we steal the nickel from our Mother’s purse, but we persuaded a kid to eat mud because we knew he was a bit soft in the head …\u00a0 I digress!\u00a0 But the inspiration came from just having fun playing in the dirt; we never thought about a lemonade stand.\u00a0 The pungent smell of the earth rising to our nostrils and adding forbidden water to make mud, was, well, intoxicating!\u00a0\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

My worms just arrived!\u00a0 I received a note from unclejimswormfarm.com<\/a> that my order of 4000 red worms are sitting on our front porch so I must close this article out and fetch them before the raccoons stop in for a snack.\u00a0 Worms are the best little gardeners ever and I will tell you more about why later.\u00a0 Until then, enjoy a pleasant evening and Pray for All Souls!<\/p>\n

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When I stand before God at the end of my life I would hope that I would have not a single bit of talent left and could say, “I used everything you gave me.” ~ Erma Bombeck     “In the opening chapters in the book of Genesis, the story of the creation of the … <\/p>\n

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