Rocco Palmo with a moving post on prayers today at Whispers
After Nicaragua we spent the week at the Jersey Shore, Ventor to be more precise. If you play Monopoly…you’ll recognize Ventor as one of the Yellow Properties. It’s near Atlantic City.
We were hosted by Marion’s Uncle Louis and Aunt Denise who were kind enough to offer us a week at their beach condo. We had a wonderfully relaxing week. Hit the beach, went to a minor league baseball game (The AC Surf–got a cool cap too), won $200 at blackjack, and had a wonderful dinner with Cousin Louis and his wife Amanda at Barrells a fabulous italian joint.
Back home for a week, putting the finishing touches on the new place.
While I’m at it, drop some prayers for my dad whose PSI (a measure that detects possible Prostate trouble) was up at around 10 last week. The doctor examined him and found nothing unusual so he’s going to have a biopsy done on Friday to make sure there’s no trace of cancer. He should be fine regardless but if you have a safety prayer lying around…please do utter it.
Nicaragua was a blast once again. A wonderful group of people from our parish (probably the best group yet) travelled down with us. We did some major painting (of the roof, kitchen, office, and chapel), we replaced the horrible florescent light in the chapel and put a less harsh tri-bulb track light in–focused on the tabernacle of course, and redecorated the chapel (it now doesn’t look like a figurine marketplace). Of course we also did remarkable work with the children. My wife led a “circle time” with the kids a few times much to the delight of the staff and our crew. They enjoyed singing “dias de semana” (days of the week–which is a song sung to the tune of the Addams Family.
Our evening reflections were great…Missi Decker one of our retreat people from BustedHalo offered a profound reflection on her faith story which set the tone nicely. Susan Mantel, one of the leaders also offered a wonderful reflection on Naming What’s Important. Dana Evans and Kenneth Wright ended our week with talking eloquently about suffering healing and hope and our deepest desire. All worked hard on their talks and it showed.
Ok, now for the moment you’ve all been waiting for…
“But Mike, what about the adoption news??”
We are in line for a child is the short answer. We have placed our request with the ministry of child protection and they in turn will be searching for a child for us. None of the children at Hogar Belen fit our criteria or are eligible to be adopted at this time–although their status could change over time. But most likely, our child will be female, between the age of 1-5 and be from a home other than Belen.
We should know some news in a few months. We now have a lawyer (Nubia, who is fantastic) in Managua who is working hard on our case.
What else? I have some great pictures which I’ll post later in the week. Maybe they will be fodder for some reflecting as well.
So last night the usual subway I transfer from to go home got shut down briefly because of the torrents of rain we had.
So I took the D train three stops (or should say TRIED to) to the 7 train to get home.
The train got stuck between stations and we sat there for 45 minutes. Mind you it takes me a half hour usually just to get home.
Everyone suspected terrorism—this is what we’ve come to.