You're all so kind. I walked up to a little Church near me this afternoon as twilight came down. I love this Church at Christmas time. It has a stained glass window of the Nativity over the altar. I got a special grace on the wya up. As I looked at people it was as if I could see them, really see teme, looking into their hearts and souls. Some people I saw inspired me with their peace and joy; others saddened me with their fear and struggles. So many people busy, busy , busy. Doing so many things, shopping mostly. How much of it was really, really needful. I felt so happy I was going to Church. When I got up to the church the doors were closed so I visited the little Grotto to Our Lady in the trees. As I did so a squirrel ran up the tree beside it and looked down at me. Sometimes we take time for God. But sometimes God takes special time for us. But if we take time for God ; God always takes special time for us. We just have to make the time. Even with a Christmas squirrel..and peoples hearts been made open to us. St Therese's Belfast.
I saw a young man in his thirties, on my way up to Church today. On looking at his face I felt so sad. My heart went out to him and I have been praying for him; a complete stranger. He looked to me like a very young troubled teenager in many ways. So full of lack of peace and self doubt. His mind turning round and round and round like some endless washing machine. In a total hell of self doubt. The very epitome of what Padre Pio warned against, worry. A worry that never ended; total self doubt. At his age he should have really been moving towards some kind of self peace. Some kind of inner resolution. Some certainties, no matter how wrong. How sad. How we are all worlds to ourselves. Many of them hells. So many of us don' t have to wait to go to hell. We are already there.
May God grant him the awesome grace of a deep and saving knowledge of Jesus Christ. May the Holy Wounds of Jesus heal the wounds of his soul.
We will , all of us , sing like angels in heaven; a million timer than this. I so look forward to this. I have the voice of a frog. I would also so love to play the classical guitar. My big ambition would have been to have learnt it on Earth. I have a dream of going into a Spanish resteraunt and casually playing the guitar to a great Spanish piece and amazing the locals. Ahh my heaven.
