There are moments when someone comes along and exactly be the right person you need. It could be a stranger, a friend, or a family. They could be a helping hand, or just someone to talk to, or it could even merely a presence. They may even have a different purpose for being there but in God's Providence, another person becomes heaven sent to us.
Last week, when I was feeling the burnt out and the difficulty of carrying on with the caring when I myself feel so unwell, God sent me a cheering squad. Surprisingly, they were just "online" friends on Facebook. They had no idea aa to my condition and I wasn't even logged on to FB. By using the "mention" feature, I was able to receive the call out. And it started rolling, another one made "mention" again. It was truly heaven sent, the Holy Spirit prompting on people who responded and there it was for me - God's cheering squad.
God's presence is not limited by time and space and in mysterious ways, He weaves our lives in particular moments to make manifest His beautiful design and His abiding Love.
A Tribute to a different Kind of Friendship
I met you by chance
and your kindness and warmth
was all there is to know.
In a different kind of way,
you became a friend of mine.
We do not know when we'll meet;
But when we do,
we just talk and smile.
I seem to know so little of you,
those petty credentials that they call.
Yet, I seem to know you sufficiently well-
your thoughtfulness and friendly ways.
You sought me from amongst to be your friend;
A sincerity and courage that csn scare me away..
In my life, it was like
you are a stranger and a friend.
Even if you are a hundred miles away,
and perhaps never to see again.
In prayers, I know we'll meet,
there in God's heart
unbound by time or space.
It is just friendshp, no different after all.
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
My Life into a Prayer
Dear God,
I admit to You, O Lord, that living with my mother's Alzheimer is difficult. So often, I feel inadequate and lacking in virtues to cope with it. Grant, O Lord, Thy grace upon us and most esp upon my mother.
In her memory loss when we go thru the same questions and go thru the same motion again and again; Not knowing if and when it will make a difference on her. Transform these repetitions unto Rosary beads; A singular prayer meditating upon Thy life and love for us.
And as she goes to being childlike, to a teen-ager amidst the war, to a worried mother caring for young ones; Let me be reminded of the Mysteries of the Holy Rosary, from the Annunciation unto the mystery of You crowning Mary with Your Glory. Let me be comforted that in Thy Mercy, she, too, will find her crown of love in You.
O God, when she enters into episode of dementia - a world entirely hers that we cannot appease. Let me remember the prayer that Your Angel at Fatima had asked the children to pray after each mystery. "O my Jesus, forgive us our sins and save us from the fires of hell most esp those who are in need of Thy Mercy." Grant, O Lord, that this episode of dementia be hers and our purgatory, That in Thy Mercy we may be cleansed.
When moments come when even our love may be strained by the demands the sickness entail; Help us remember the unbroken Rosary Chain that perseveres in prayer clinging to Your Love and our Blessed Mother's intercession.
And in the uncertainty of our tomorrows, let us know the greater meaning of "Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with you. Blessed are you amongst women and blessed is the Fruit of thy womb- Jesus" "Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners. Now and at the hour of death. Amen."
And no matter what happens, let it be "Glory be to the Father, to the Son and to the Holy Spirit!"
I admit to You, O Lord, that living with my mother's Alzheimer is difficult. So often, I feel inadequate and lacking in virtues to cope with it. Grant, O Lord, Thy grace upon us and most esp upon my mother.
In her memory loss when we go thru the same questions and go thru the same motion again and again; Not knowing if and when it will make a difference on her. Transform these repetitions unto Rosary beads; A singular prayer meditating upon Thy life and love for us.
And as she goes to being childlike, to a teen-ager amidst the war, to a worried mother caring for young ones; Let me be reminded of the Mysteries of the Holy Rosary, from the Annunciation unto the mystery of You crowning Mary with Your Glory. Let me be comforted that in Thy Mercy, she, too, will find her crown of love in You.
O God, when she enters into episode of dementia - a world entirely hers that we cannot appease. Let me remember the prayer that Your Angel at Fatima had asked the children to pray after each mystery. "O my Jesus, forgive us our sins and save us from the fires of hell most esp those who are in need of Thy Mercy." Grant, O Lord, that this episode of dementia be hers and our purgatory, That in Thy Mercy we may be cleansed.
When moments come when even our love may be strained by the demands the sickness entail; Help us remember the unbroken Rosary Chain that perseveres in prayer clinging to Your Love and our Blessed Mother's intercession.
And in the uncertainty of our tomorrows, let us know the greater meaning of "Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with you. Blessed are you amongst women and blessed is the Fruit of thy womb- Jesus" "Holy Mary, mother of God, pray for us sinners. Now and at the hour of death. Amen."
And no matter what happens, let it be "Glory be to the Father, to the Son and to the Holy Spirit!"
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