why I'm having trouble concentrating on my work today
No, it's not the snow. We're prepared for snow. I plowed a bit, shoveled a bit. We're fine.
No, it's not the Christmas presents. Not exactly. It's a present that arrived just a few hours after Christmas Day had ended.
To be perfectly honest, yesterday I was so busy being happy that I coudn't really hear the words of the Psalm that the choir sang at Mass. So afterward my wonderful wife Leila, who was singing in the choir, reminded me that we'd heard the same words before, on our wedding day:
May you live to see your children's children.
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Posted by: Te_Deum -
Dec. 30, 2010 8:50 AM ET USA
Posted by: semperficatholic -
Dec. 28, 2010 10:06 PM ET USA
Congratulations Grandfather! That precious child will bring much joy to your lives.
Posted by: www.petersboat.net -
Dec. 28, 2010 11:50 AM ET USA
Just wanted to thank you for sharing, Mr. Lawler, and thought that I might share with you and your readers an audio meditation that I posted recently on my site - one that I think you and they might like. http://www.petersboat.net/3/post/2010/12/the-weakest-and-the-smallest.html My point: Far from it being true that bringing children into the world will make us unhappy, it is rather quite the opposite; only by bringing children into the world will we ever be happy again.
Posted by: mjarman7759049 -
Dec. 28, 2010 9:25 AM ET USA
Posted by: John J Plick -
Dec. 27, 2010 7:33 PM ET USA
Pro 17:6 Grandchildren are the crown of old men, And the glory of sons is their fathers.