Well, it’s true. If one doesn’t go to Liturgy, it just ruins your whole day. We had a rough morning this morning, with Sofie taking it into her head to do all the sorts of thing she knows better than to do. This was capped off by her lead (with Delaina’s co-laboring) in tearing the insulating plastic sheeting off the double-window in the west room (the girls’ bedroom/the “living room”). I was absolutely furious. There was also the game of hide-and-seek in the bathroom with slamming doors–a most definite no-no. (Delaina’s finger got good and mashed a few weeks ago in one such game.)
Needless to say, discipline was enacted and order restored. Mid-morning and onward was much, much more pleasant. After a good lunch, and a reading of The Velveteen Rabbit, two young girls slept deeply for nearly two hours.
During their nap, I got to enjoy some uninterrupted reading of Fr. Michael Pomazansky’s Orthodox Dogmatic Theology 3e. I had previously purchased the 2nd edition (long about 2003, read it in July that year), but the 3rd advertised much more extensive additions of citations and references to the Fathers. Promise fulfilled.
I distinctly remember my first reading of ODT as–I’m embarrassed to say this–reading a simplistic primer. I remember being unimpressed, overall. Not so this time around. And it’s not just the patristic citations. Though Fr. Michael writes in a very basic and direct way, without a lot of technical terminology, one can see the depths beneath the surface. Fr. Michael’s work has been called very pastoral. And it is, indeed, that. I have read very few theology books that fill my soul. This is one.
But I digress.
Unlike last time, the weekend doesn’t end later this evening. That is to say, Anna will return on that big ol’ jet airliner on Tuesday evening. Hopefully I can coordinate teaching my logic class and picking her up from said airport. One babysitter will arrive bright and early tomorrow a.m. Then Tuesday it’s to our friends (one of whom is the gift-giving Michael of yesterday’s post) for the day, with then a third babysitter picking them up so I can go teach right after work. Whew.
More prayers needed and requested. Especially for a daddy who can’t wake up in time to get his family to worship. Sheesh.
I just realized a couple of deja vu all over again things about this weekend compared to last.
Last time, I was defending Marian doctrine as I have been this weekend (namely Mary’s purity and holiness).
What is it about Mr. Mom weekends that I end up defending the Church’s teaching about Our Lady?