
Brian Fink
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Brian Fink
@b_fink
I herd middle-schoolers & milk goats. faith | family | farm-life | education | sometimes boxing


Friend of mine is 35 years old, married and doesn’t want kids. His household income is roughly $300k/yearly and his house is nearly paid off. They invest a good portion of their income for retirement, take multiple yearly vacations and live a nice life. I think people like this are going to regret not having kids in their future. One day when he’s old all he will have to look back on is the random stuff he bought and wasted money on. Instead of putting that money towards having kids and building a family he’s choosing consumerism. This just seems so wasteful and boring to me.








This is a Divine Mercy story. Twenty odd years ago, I went to Confession. Had very good reason to do so. Told the priest, "I don't think God can forgive this." The priest didn't hesitate. "Well that's bullshit." (Priest was from Melbourne, so imagine this line spoken in an Australian accent). Then he said: "Jesus is the King of Mercy." My penance was to pray the Divine Mercy Chaplet. I told the priest I didn't know what the Divine Mercy Chaplet was. So he handed me a pamphlet and told me to use a rosary to pray the Chaplet. I told him I didn't have a rosary. He said, "Bullshit. You do now." At which point he pulled a rosary out of his pocket and gave it to me. It was his personal rosary. He also told me to get my hands on a copy of St. Faustina's diary "Divine Mercy in my Soul," which I literally found on the parish's "book giveaway" table at the back of church as I was walking out after Confession. Fast forward 20+ years. Our first-born child was baptized on Divine Mercy Sunday. And our sixth child is Magdalene Faustina (it took that long because we had four boys between daughter 1 and daughter 2). So yeah, I guess you could say today is a pretty important day for me, my wife, and our family. Jesus, I trust in you!








This is a Divine Mercy story. Twenty odd years ago, I went to Confession. Had very good reason to do so. Told the priest, "I don't think God can forgive this." The priest didn't hesitate. "Well that's bullshit." (Priest was from Melbourne, so imagine this line spoken in an Australian accent). Then he said: "Jesus is the King of Mercy." My penance was to pray the Divine Mercy Chaplet. I told the priest I didn't know what the Divine Mercy Chaplet was. So he handed me a pamphlet and told me to use a rosary to pray the Chaplet. I told him I didn't have a rosary. He said, "Bullshit. You do now." At which point he pulled a rosary out of his pocket and gave it to me. It was his personal rosary. He also told me to get my hands on a copy of St. Faustina's diary "Divine Mercy in my Soul," which I literally found on the parish's "book giveaway" table at the back of church as I was walking out after Confession. Fast forward 20+ years. Our first-born child was baptized on Divine Mercy Sunday. And our sixth child is Magdalene Faustina (it took that long because we had four boys between daughter 1 and daughter 2). So yeah, I guess you could say today is a pretty important day for me, my wife, and our family. Jesus, I trust in you!






