Sunshiny Day.☀️

 

Harry sat on the rickety bench, head bent forward gazing on the sidewalk beneath his white, well worn runners. Lost in his own universe he dragged on his cigarette like all of life depended on it. No comfort to be gleaned from that broken-down bench, I guess folk such as Harry pay little heed to pain barriers.

I offered him my prayer, he accepted gratefully and joyfully. ‘People refuse sometimes’, I told him. Harry, looking very serious forgetting about his cigarette for a moment, replied: ‘People are ignorant. They are ignorant of God and Jesus and it is just not right. I have many Rosary Beads and I pray Holy Rosary lots of times every day’. With that, he turned back to his beloved cigarette, our conversation obviously over. 

I would have loved to stop for a while, but folk such as Harry, spare of speech, are in no need of company. They are self-sufficient, life has rendered them so. Let us pray for each other, Harry’, I added. ‘Yes Bridget’, Harry replied smiling. 

As I entered Church grounds, Nan and Riain stopped to chat. ‘May I give Riain one of my prayers’, I asked Nan. ‘Of course you may, Riain would love a prayer’, she replied. ‘Riain is non-verbal’, Nan told me, happily accepting my prayer for Riain. ‘O Riain’, I implored, “I am far too verbal. I would really love to use less words. Would you pray for me please’? The words flowed from my mouth as if from another and not me. Beautiful Rain, smiling sweetly, waved his hands about and then for a split second he pressed his two palms together as if in Prayer.🙏🏻 Rooted to the spot, in the core of my being I knew I was standing in exalted company yet again. Goosebumps. Wherever God is, His Grace abounds.

After all that, Holy Eucharist in this most beautiful Church. What a morning and still the day is young, not even mid-day yet. What a Mighty God we serve. 

                                                My prayer - I love to say and I love to share.🙏🏻

‘Silence is so powerful a language that it reaches to the throne of the living God. Silence is His language, though secret, yet living and powerful’. (St. Faustina)

Heartwarming.💎

Our first ever visit to Paulina in Ashbourne House Integration Centre, today. Paulina and I met up in Killarney on a number of occasions since she and her friends departed our town last August, but I oftentimes would wonder what her new abode looked like. Now, I am over the moon to have seen for myself that Paulina resides in a really pleasant place, tranquil and just a short train journey from Cork city. 

For sure she has a deep longing in her heart to see her family and her homeland, she gets painfully lonesome sometimes, but overall, Paulina is content and just like I am, she is extremely grateful to God for myriad Blessings in her life.

Not in the least expecting us, she was flabbergasted when I rang her phone to let her know that we were waiting outside, and so our rendezvous was both exciting and enjoyable. 

Pleasant surprises are heartwarming and food for the soul. Even now, hours later, my heart is as light as a feather. Paulina too, she rang tonight to tell me again how much she enjoyed our wonderful meeting. 

Moments such as this, really are diamonds from Gods Holy Hands. Grace-filled Gifts from on High, scattering sunshine on all involved.

Gathering with the ones we love is the truest Holiday.❤️

 

Counting our Blessings 🙏🏻

 

We do like to be beside the seaside.🌞

 

We are Family❤️

 

Happy days.😃

 

Killian is back home for two weeks only. I’m as happy as I can be. Here we are, together again, standing in the exact same spot where, six months ago we bade farewell as he embarked excitedly on his Vancouver adventure. Time flies. Tempos fugit. What a Mighty God we serve.

                     Inquisitive Jim 🐈 is loving the excitement. He doesn’t want to miss a thing.......

A change is as good as a rest.🧿

‘Away from the news; strikes and strife and unrest - to the quiet of a place where the soul can be blessed. To somewhere unspoilt where the tired eyes can see - this beautiful world as God meant it to be’.               (Patience Strong)

Returning home to my own place after an idyllic week, feeling pristine, refreshed, reminding me of a time in my life many long years ago. In the office where I worked, I could not get the set of accounts to balance no matter what, as I poured over them all day long. That evening, leaving the office frustrated and frazzled, I was glad it was Friday, welcome weekend to forget all about them. 

Imagine my shock and surprise on Monday morning when at first glance I saw right away what had escaped my attention and eluded my best efforts. The glaringly obvious pesky problem was staring me right in the face. How could this be? Surely somebody had tampered with my accounts over the weekend. I enquired of the others who that helpful person might be so that I might thank him or her. No one had laid a hand on them, I was assured. My accounts had remained untouched, exactly as I had left them on the previous Friday. 

Lightbulb moment 💡 sure proof that walking away and putting serious distance between the problem and myself had refreshed my eyes and my whole way of seeing and being. If I had not experienced it for myself I would have had huge difficulty believing such a thing was possible. In fact, so flabbergasted was I, that it has never dimmed in my memory.

My heart is constantly overflowing with gratitude to God for the awesome adventure that is my life. When I’m in the throes of it all such is my happiness that the desire to stop and rest awhile never enters my mind and heart. However when I drop tools at the appointed time, when I take off to pastures new for a brief respite, I return home always with even more gratitude to God in my heart and a whole new way too of seeing and being. 

God’s many layers are never exhausted, out with the old, in with the new. ‘The Spiritual life is a never-ending beginning you know’, Jesus told Gabrielle Bossis. (He and I). What a Mighty God we serve, He can never be outdone in generosity, not ever🙏🏻  

‘I will refresh the weary and satisfy the faint’. (Jeremiah 31:25)

‘And He said unto them, come aside by yourselves to a deserted place and rest awhile’. (Mark 6:31)

And there’s more.....☀️