‘What is your name’ enquired joy-filled little boy as I walked home from 3PM live-streamed Holy Rosary in Church this afternoon. Ukrainian, he lives in one of the apartments occupied by some of his country folk right now. Large locked gate separating us we happily chatted, and then ever so gently, he picked a star from a card he held in his little hands uttering cheerfully: ‘This is for you Bridget. Happy Christmas’.
Fun time spent in the company of ‘bundle of Joy’ little boy from war-torn Ukraine showered me with pure hope, changing everything. Divine encounter for sure. Thing is, up to that moment in my day, I had encountered quite a few devastated folk, myriad prayer requests. Depression, addiction, anxiety, and more besides.
Tea and chat.☀️🌺
Jim🐈 and Tony🐈⬛ dined too. ☀️🌺
In my heart this night, mysteriously; Mary’s Boy child Jesus Christ, Star of Bethlehem, little Ukrainian child and blue star. Beginning to feel a lot like Christmas.!!
‘The star which they had seen in the East went before them, till it came to rest over the place where the Child was’. (Matthew 2:9)
Magnificent sunset this evening.☀️🙏🏻
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