
just another day of Catholic pondering by Sarah Reinhard
My eight-year-old son’s greatest pleasure at the dinner table lately can be summed up with one word: belching. My mom always cringed when my brother or I did the same growing up. Now I’m beginning to see her side of things.
Take this recent scene from my house, during what had been a relatively civil meal:
Son: (suddenly issues a resounding belch)
5-year-old daughter: That’s so nasty!
Wife: (says nothing, silently clutches her head)
Me: C’mon man, that’s gotta stop. That was really egregious.
Son: What’s egregious mean?
Me (an English major who likes to throw around big words): It’s when you take something too far. You know, when you go to extremes.
Son: (nods, belches again even louder)
Me: Now what did I just say? That’s totally egregious!

I’m a big believer in the importance of living in what I like to call the ‘margins’ – those hidden places in ourselves and the wider world that jolt us out of our comfort zones when we make an effort to explore them. Because getting out of our comfort zones is a great way to grow.
There are extraordinary examples of living in the margins, like Mother Teresa. One moment, she’s an obscure school teacher taking a train ride in India. The next, she experiences a vision that convinces her to work directly with the poorest of the country’s poor. It’s a job so daunting and dangerous she can barely persuade her superiors to let her try it. We know what happened from there.
And then there are less dramatic instances that happen every day– but can be equally transformative for the people experiencing them. Raising a family. Moving somewhere new. Running a 5K. Dealing with an illness or confronting a tough challenge in prayer or reaching out to a neighbor you don’t especially like.
The specifics of the margins we embrace don’t matter; what matters is that we are willing to let them shake up our lives a little. When you’ve finally settled into a strange town or made an unlikely friend or finished a race you never thought you could run, you should celebrate. Be proud of yourself. Take some time to let it soak in. Just remember: it’s not the margins anymore if it’s not making you a little queasy. You need to find new ones.
Asking yourself the following questions and thinking seriously about the answers can help:
It’s not always bad to push your limits. Despite what I’m telling my kids now, you might just short-change yourself if you don’t.
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Stephen Martin is a speechwriter and journalist who blogs at MessyQuest.com. His first book The Messy Quest for Meaning: Five Catholic Practices for Finding Your Vocation, was just released by Sorin Books.
Today, as part of the Catholic Family Fun Book Tour, it’s an honor to be to guest posting at The Practicing Catholic, where I’m sharing “Beyond the Pew: Being Catholic in the Rest of Our Lives.”
When I’m standing in front of the room of fifth-graders, grabbing their attention from the arm wrestling or fashion talk with captivating tales of adventure, it’s easy to be Catholic.When I’m sharing with another mom why I value spiritual direction so much, it’s easy to be Catholic.
When I’m penning an article or writing a blog post, it’s easy to be Catholic.
And then there’s the REST of my life.
Read the rest at The Practicing Catholic.
I’m a big fan of our local pharmacy. The owners are parishioners at our church, and I’ve gotten to know them through my work in the parish office and in the community.
They’re great people, and the wife, Robin, is a writer.
She’s also an animal lover, and in her review of Catholic Family Fun on the Plain City Druggist blog, she shares some great ideas and approaches for integrating animals into family fun.
I especially loved, how after she wrote a few paragraphs of ideas and resources, Robin wrote,
…I was having way too much fun thinking of ways for children to also have fun while learning about and helping animals! Sarah’s book inspired me so much that I’ve spent a lovely morning at the keyboard daydreaming and having my own kind of fun! Thanks, Sarah! I think this is exactly what Catholic Family Fun is meant to do–inspire us all!
That makes me smile, because yes, that is what Catholic Family Fun is meant to do!
Note: I’m making this post sticky so it stays at the top of the blog at least for today and tomorrow. New posts will appear below it.
Around the house: The girls are up and watching some early morning TV curled under blankets. My boys are sleeping. The washer’s at work across the room and I’m thinking of what I need to do this morning.
In other places:
In my kitchen: The floor is clean. And now the formerly quiet kids are demanding I make them breakfast. (They know about the stash of new flavors of Pop Tarts.)
In my thoughts: I’m thinking about a fun weekend visit, all I need to do in the coming week, and a host of things I’m grateful for.
In thanksgiving: For the support and encouragement of my family, for the weekly renewal of things horsey, for the weekend ahead.
In my prayers: A very special intention for someone I love dearly and a friend who’s mourning.
Nose inserted: Oh, these are goooood; it was all I could do to go to bed last night!
Recent reads: I’ll be reviewing a number of these very soon in various places.
Plea for advice: Anyone have suggestions for sharing links that isn’t FriendFeed? I thought it was going to be a great way to share in my sidebar, but I’ve caught that it’s been dropping the ball. If you have suggestions, I’m all ears!
A favorite thing: My seven-year-old’s penchant for coloring and the many beautiful drawings she is always making.
Food for thought: “Fasting, which can have various motivations, takes on a profoundly religious significance for the Christian: by rendering our table poorer, we learn to overcome selfishness in order to live in the logic of gift and love; by bearing some form of deprivation – and not just what is in excess – we learn to look away from our “ego”, to discover Someone close to us and to recognize God in the face of so many brothers and sisters. For Christians, fasting, far from being depressing, opens us ever more to God and to the needs of others, thus allowing love of God to become also love of our neighbor (cf. Mk 12: 31).” – Pope Benedict XVI, from his 2011 Lenten message
Worth a thousand words: My boy, who spent at least a half-hour a few mornings ago on the front porch, watching the traffic and pointing to all the trucks

Here at Snoring Scholar, you'll find marriage and motherhood, book talk and rambling remarks, observations and distractions, in the midst of life in rural Ohio on a farm, with kids, critters, and Catholic flair.
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