Living most of the first 40 years of my life in Missouri I guess it will always be considered home regardless of where I hang my hat. It is 850 miles from my current home to my old stomping grounds, and this weekend I made that trek once again. As I get older the trip gets a little harder, but if I can get other states to follow Wyoming's lead it could be quicker. On some of the rural areas of Wyoming the interstate speed limit was raised to 80 MPH on July 1, 2014. I got to enjoy a little less than 30 miles of that in Wyoming before hitting the Nebraska border. Nebraska officials--I enjoy your state. However, I could still enjoy it at 80 MPH rather than the current 75 MPH. It's just a suggestion.
I made the 14 hour drive on Friday and then the whirlwind of activities began the following day. I presided at the graveside service on Saturday morning where we buried the cremains of my brother-in-law Jerry at a small rural cemetery in Millwood, Missouri.
I made the 14 hour drive on Friday and then the whirlwind of activities began the following day. I presided at the graveside service on Saturday morning where we buried the cremains of my brother-in-law Jerry at a small rural cemetery in Millwood, Missouri.
Then it was on to my mom's house. I picked her up so we could go to the 5:00 P.M. Eucharistic Liturgy in which good friends were celebrating their 40th wedding anniversary. Congratulations JOANNE and ROSCO! It was a marvelous celebration and your family is simply a delight to be around. It was enjoyable to catch up with so many people I had not seen in years. The picture below is out of focus. That is due to the guy working the camera--not due to the subjects in the picture. (I should have taken more than one picture.)
It was an honor and a privilege for me to offer the invocation and prayer of blessing before dinner. Thank you Boone for the invitation to do so. Eventually, the festivities closed on Saturday and I took my weary mother back home so she could get some rest for the next day.
On Sunday morning I picked my mom up and we headed to O'Fallon for my cousin's 60th anniversary as a Precious Blood sister. Sr. Rose Marie Dobelmann is my first cousin, but she has also been a mentor to me. After I was ordained a deacon in 1999, I went to school for an additional year receiving specialized training in the administration of religious education programs. In 2000 I landed my first job as a Director of Religious Education. Although I had completed the schooling, I was scared as I entered into my first role. Sr. Rose Marie provided me with the guidance and support I needed to eventually become competent (I hope). Her years of experience and wisdom were a tremendous blessing to me as I began this new ministry.
On Sunday morning I picked my mom up and we headed to O'Fallon for my cousin's 60th anniversary as a Precious Blood sister. Sr. Rose Marie Dobelmann is my first cousin, but she has also been a mentor to me. After I was ordained a deacon in 1999, I went to school for an additional year receiving specialized training in the administration of religious education programs. In 2000 I landed my first job as a Director of Religious Education. Although I had completed the schooling, I was scared as I entered into my first role. Sr. Rose Marie provided me with the guidance and support I needed to eventually become competent (I hope). Her years of experience and wisdom were a tremendous blessing to me as I began this new ministry.
Sr. Rose Marie has touched the lives of many people in her 60 years as a sister. She continues to lead faith discussion groups with women at All Saints Parish in St. Peters, Missouri. Based upon the number of those women present at her celebration, Sr. Rose is still touching lives and sowing seeds of faith. Thank you for your faithful witness to Jesus Christ. (Thank you Fr. Pat Ryan for your generous hospitality in hosting the dinner for Sr. Rose. Thank you also for inviting me to offer the invocation and prayer of blessing prior to dinner. It was a privilege to do so, and it was also a pleasure to serve as a deacon at Mass with you.)
On Monday I spent time catching up with some work and clearing up a few e-mails that needed attention. I did get a little rest before heading back to Wyoming early this morning. As you probably know, vacation is not always restful.
In closing, I simply offer my thoughts and prayers to the farmers along the Mississippi River. I saw some beautiful looking crops, but unfortunately, many of them were standing in flood waters. I know the difficulties of farm life and the costly venture of farming bottom land. Getting a flood in July is certainly devastating. Please know of my prayers for you.
On Monday I spent time catching up with some work and clearing up a few e-mails that needed attention. I did get a little rest before heading back to Wyoming early this morning. As you probably know, vacation is not always restful.
In closing, I simply offer my thoughts and prayers to the farmers along the Mississippi River. I saw some beautiful looking crops, but unfortunately, many of them were standing in flood waters. I know the difficulties of farm life and the costly venture of farming bottom land. Getting a flood in July is certainly devastating. Please know of my prayers for you.
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