‘I know that my Redeemer lives and at last He will stand upon the earth’. (Job: 19:25)
My mountain in all it’s glory, amazingly awesome as I dashed to get my bloods done this morning. Maybe nicest photo ever!!Thursday, January 19, 2023
To do Your will is my desire.ππ»☀️
Tuesday, January 17, 2023
The Gift.π
My day began as it always does: Holy Mass, Holy Eucharist, Adoration of the most Blessed Sacrament. Beauty extraordinaire!! My grateful to God heart can find no words.π
Jennifer accepted my prayer, I admired her magnificent locks. ‘I did not admire your hair so I could offer you a prayer’, I told her and we both laughed. Poetry! Walking home more laughter when Nora told me earnestly: ‘He is sooo good to us. EXCELLENT!’ before walking on. I loved how she had no doubt whatsoever I would totally get who she was referring to.π
Snow on mountain, sheep grazing happily, sun shining brightly. Breathtakingly radiant.☀️
Delightful afternoon Holy Rosary in St. Anne’s as we sat together in cozy circle of prayer and song. Motley crew.❤️ Kitty prayed her decade even though she is completely deaf. Bridie, blind and deaf, cocooned in silence. Katy, over ninety years of age, prayed her decade ‘as Gaeilge’, every syllable perfect. Dan, blind, smiling as he prayed his decade.
Oh how my heart dances in their midst, all of us transported to a higher plane, ‘Prayer’ definitely does exactly what it says on the tin!
‘Rising up long before daybreak, Jesus went and departed into a desert place and there He prayed’.(Mark1:35)
Bridie called out St.Teresa of Avila prayer as our beautiful Holy Rosary drew to a close just as she used to do before Lockdowns called a halt to our ‘Holy Huddle’. Beautiful Bridie unable to see or hear us remembering every word. Sublime moment in time. Many people now refer to this as ‘Bridie’s prayer’.πΊ
Kind oil delivery guy gifted me a calendar for my beautiful Marina as he does every year without fail. Marina over the moon, enduring power of kindness!!
Thursday, January 12, 2023
Forever young☀️
Tuesday, January 10, 2023
Mother Mary.π
When my artist friend Magella took charge of this beautiful Mother Mary statue a few months ago, it bore no resemblance to what stands before you now. Grey, punched through with tiny holes, drowned wet, downright hopeless and at least one hundred years old. I rescued it from the ruined remaines of Joan’s ancient cottage, with Joan’s permission of course!
As I went to collect it in Church this evening, young man sat outside on cold wet ground enjoying a packet of crisps. Tad inebriated! On my way out again he was just about to leave unsteady on his feet. ‘Would you like a prayer I love to say and share’, I asked. ‘I would’, he replied -‘What do you want? I will give you something’. ‘No thank you’, I replied - ‘Just pray it every morning, all of Heaven will mind you and you will be happy’. ‘I will’ he replied like he meant it.
Thing is, up to that point my day had been down and lonely. Then, in one fell swoop Dear Mother Mary shifted my gaze away from little old me, elevating my aching heart in the process.
My nephew Aonghus and his sweetheart Louise who were wed a few months ago will be the beneficiaries of this beautiful Mother Mary statue. Unique wedding gift in this our day and time to be sure. Not often included in ‘wish-lists’ I imagine.π
‘Dearest Mother Mary Queen of peace, keep our troubled minds at ease. Amen
Sunday, January 8, 2023
Splendid Sunday.πΊ
‘We must have one desire - to become little ones; to allow ourselves to be used by God as He wishes, no matter what cost to us’. (Catherine Doherty)
Lunch in Scott’s Hotel before visiting dear Mary in her Care Centre. I bring her cigarettes. She wishes I could stay longer but then she sees my boys waiting in the car and understands, smiling like a thousand suns. Being around Mary inspires and fills my heart.πΊ
Onwards, grateful Mother and sons along sublime winding road to Gap of Dunloe. Beauty is a great reflection of God Himself - no other explanation.π€©
‘Beauty is the heart’s encounter with the living God’. (Bill Donaghy)
Relaxing in Murts after a perfect day. ☀️ππ»
Thursday, January 5, 2023
My Grace is sufficient for you.πππ»
Tough ‘Katy’ day today, I returned home from Holy Mass planning to hibernate until my flagging spirits would soar once more. However, after a short time it dawned on me that Joan did not show up for Holy Mass this morning. I rang Centra Foodstore and the staff there had not seen her either. To rest easy I would go check on her, Joan seems even more fragile of late
Sticking two prayers in my coat pocket - Holy Spirit prompt as always - I headed out my door. Earlier I had been seriously contemplating suspending all prayer-sharing until my battered heart heals a little.
Young guy stopped to chat, his brother died tragically a few years ago. Wonderful open honest grief sharing, both of us lighter as we continued on our separate ways. Problem shared a problem halved!!
Somehow the two prayers I had no intention of sharing are now in the hands of a lovely couple who are staying over night in our town, their boat docked in the Marina. How that came to pass is beyond me, definitely wonderful Holy Spirit, my only task do what I was asked to do, have my prayers at the ready. Quite extraordinary!!
Smashing Dinner delivered to my door from Mary when I returned home! She had cooked too much. Happy mistake!
Best of all, Joan in top form and heading to bed when I knocked on her door. Turns out I could have stayed home alone nursing my battered heart all afternoon. How glad I am that wonderful Holy Spirt had another far more elaborate plan in mind!!
Sure I’m weak and feeling desperately depleted right now but this I know without a shadow of a doubt!! My Jesus is strong enough for the both of us.
‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness’. (2Corinthians:12)
Tuesday, January 3, 2023
Three prayersππ»ππ»ππ»
I offered the above beautiful prayer (No.3) to ‘Window guy’ Mick this morning on my way to Holy Mass, now he possesses all three, complete set!! Some years ago he received my prayer (No.1) when he changed my door locks. Then, a few months ago my doors needed tweaking and Mick received my prayer (No.2).
Last week as Mick replaced windows in our Church he didn’t recognise me dolled up to the nines for my old friend Sheila’s daughter’s wedding. Catriona and Killian getting wed, I honoured with sublime task of singing Offertory Hymn. This morning Mick had no difficulty recognising me as he told me laughingly: ‘I know you again now’. Glamour obviously a thing of the past, Cinderella well and truly home from the Ball.π
We spoke about my dear sister Katy who passed away three weeks today, Mick is kind and compassionate to a fault. Both of us in unison declaring that life is beyond precious, every moment in time ‘pure cream’. When we will take our leave of this wonderful world, there ends any opportunities to make a difference, to ‘Do something beautiful for God’ as St. Mother Teresa would oftentimes suggest.
‘Yes indeed’ I added, ‘I won’t even be able to give a prayer to a ‘Window guy’.π
Every reason under the sun therefore, to make hay while the sun shines.☀️
‘Every breath we draw is a gift of God’s Love. Every moment of existence is a Grace’. (Thomas Merton)






























