Kevin and I just returned from a visit with our friendly neighborhood Natural Family Planning Instructor.
More precisely, this woman is employed by our diocese to instruct parishes and individual couples on "Fertility Awareness." It's good stuff. Plus, she's just a great person with a gob of knowledge and insight. She's an R.N. as well, and a mother of four. Geez-o-Pete, she's busier than I!
Every time we have an appointment with her, we check our chart, we answer questions, and we ask questions. And then we spend another 60 minutes or so (because we have a babysitter and love the subject) discussing morality and ethics as applied to Church teachings on life; the medical field; you name it. It's well-worth the one-time, lifetime "membership" fee we already paid. It helps that she's also (would HAVE to be) a strong, orthodox Catholic. We newbies, Kevin and I, soak up her perspective like sponges.
I leave there every time with a stronger desire to share the Church's teaching on life with the world. My involvement in our Moms' Group, as well as our parish's RCIA program might give me an avenue for that sharing. AND - on my sassier days, I am still VERY tempted to order and wear this T-shirt and see what kind of conversations might start in the grocery store check-out. How 'bout you? Would you just want to kick me in the teeth? Laugh at me (especially if I'm 7 months pregnant, wearing the maternity version, and towing along my other four kids)? Or simply write me off as LuLu?