- #40D4W Explained: Forty Days For Wife
- #40D4W – Day 1: Check your ego at the door
- #40D4W – Day 2: This is how I roll
- #40D4W – Day 3: A roll of the dice
- #40D4W – Day 4: Vanity, all is vanity
- #40D4W – Day 5: At what price porcelain?
- #40D4W – Day 6: Not far enough from the madding crowd
- #40D4W – Day 7: Laundry by any other name is still Hell
- #40D4W – Day 8: Fibber McGee’s Closet – Round One
- #40D4W – Day 9: Stripping the lights. Fantastic.
- #40D4W – Day 10: Souper Man
- #40D4W – Day 11: A thousand words
- #40D4W – Day 12: Philosowrapter
- #40D4W – Day 13: As nasty as I don’t wanna be
- #40D4W – Day 14: Confessions of an Angry Man
- #40D4W – Day 15: My side of the story
- #40D4W – Day 16: Basic Training
- #40D4W – Day 17: Course it’s a good idea!
- #40D4W – Day 18: Now that’s a fire!
- #40D4W – Day 19 – 31: Mid-Wife Crises
January 16, 2016
Time was the sacrifice today. Fortunately, I was sacrificing Time so that I could be with Mama and my oldest son while at the same time learning about the Church and gaining some certification in my qualifications to teach others about the faith.
Before I forget, I just want to mention that I am discovering that my sacrifices are beneficial to everyone – not the least being me. So, in a sense, I could promote Sacrificing for one’s Marriage because it benefits you. Hmmm… I have to think about that for a while. Don’t want to promote the self-serving side…
So we (Mama and The Heir Apparent) attended the first of five six-hour classes called “Basic Teachings of the Catholic Faith” at our Parish. It was nice, because it was a rare moment where Mama, Kristofer or I were NOT the ones doing the teaching!
The class ran from 9AM to 3PM and, Mama being the coordinator of this Diocesan program in our deanery I had to get her to the Church an hour early while I ran around and got the other Boyz to a friend’s house. We had a good time, learned a lot, mixed it up on some social issues with the instructor (he asked us to) and then closed down the place in time to go get the younger ones and back up to the Church so that the two oldest could serve at the altar during Mass.
It was a great day. Almost no sacrifice at all…though I would have done the same thing if it was a College Football Saturday!