Marie called me this week to share the news about her baby and it provided so much joy just thinking about this tiny soul that is waiting to come into our lives. At 22 weeks, BFiddy is 7 inches long and 1 1/2 pounds. Marie told me that Paul and Jon got to see the sonogram and were in awe. Marie said she would like a boy and Jon would like a girl and each of them saw what they wanted to see in the sonogram, with Jon saying it looked like a girl and Marie saying it looked like a boy. They would like to wait until their baby is born to learn what it really is and so we are still at the normal odds...........50-50. The anticipation is so much fun!!
Later, when I was talking to Paul, I asked him what he thought about getting to see the baby on a sonogram. He said with great seriousness, "It was awesome good and also awesome bad." I was taken by surprise with his answer and had no idea what he meant. When asked to explain he said that it was really awesome to see the baby moving and to see the hands and the feet and hear the heart beat. He could not believe how beautiful that was. But it was 'awesome bad' because how could anyone seeing a tiny little baby moving like that want to have an abortion? He talked with sorrow in his voice and a bit of amazement that it happens everyday. I reminded him that while we have the wonder of science bringing cures for many illnesses, it also provides descriptions that make it easier to decide to stop the life of a baby. We cannot begin to imagine the reasons why, but we can offer up so much in our lives for the atonement of the sin of abortion. I asked him if he remembered my mentioning a long time ago that he could offer up his headache pain for all those burdened with the sin of abortion and he said he did. He was glad I had reminded him of that and he would remember it when his head pain flared up again.
Later, it occured to me how Paul's ways of stating things are unusual but exactly to the point. I smiled as I remembered how he struggled for the words to describe his having a 'lump in his throat' and he said, with tears in his eyes "That made me get a cry bubble right here". He has come a long way in his ability to communicate his thoughts, but every once in awhile he get's hung up and will just say the first thing to explain himself. Like 'awesome good and awesome bad'.
"Forgive our sins as we forgive,
You taught us Lord to pray,
but You alone can grant us grace
To live the words we say.
How can your pardon reach and bless
The unforgiving heart
That broods on wrongs and will not let
Old bitterness depart?
In blazing light your Cross reveals
The truth we dimly knew;
What trivial debts are owed to us,
How great our debt to you!
Lord, cleanse the depths within our souls
And bid resentment cease,
Then Bound to all in bonds of love,
Our lives will spread your peace.
You have said: do not judge, and you will not be judged;
God, grant us the compassion to seek what is good
in others as You have sought what is good in us.
Grant us the grace to forgive as you have forgiven us.
With love and prayers for your intentions,
Jon and Rebecca
Friday, August 17, 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
The Godfather
Paul is having a good visit in Virginia with Jon and Marie. They sent a movie clip of Paul riding his horse and actually trotting. He has moved up from just having the horse walking! If anyone knows how to post a movie clip, please let me know so that I can share this with you. It was fun to see Paul sitting so straight and very much in control. Marie definitely looked like the expert though! It made me smile to think how awesome she will be as a mother - guiding her children along with love and gentleness.
Needless to say, we are so very happy and excited about the arrival of our grandchild. I know that God has blessed us with the greatest gift and His timing is terrific. For the past 21 months, Paul has been our focus and the main topic of all conversations. Yes Paul, it was all about you dear son! But you are going to have to share the limelight now. I was surprised one day when I realized I had been talking with a friend and I had not mentioned Paul, but talked with great joy about our plans for Christmas and how we hope to be in Virginia with Jon and Marie and BFiddy (Baby Fiddy). We have reserved a cabin on a hill in the Shenendoah region so we can be together on Christmas day. The home is only about 6 minutes from their house, so we will be very close and yet, provide them their space, not to mention some peace and quiet!
Their child is due on December 18th. We will be there right after the birth, or possibly FOR the birth. The timing is God's! But the joy I am so thankful for is that Jon and Marie have asked Paul to be the baby's Godfather. They asked him while they were at Topsail. When they told me, I (you guessed it) cried. I will not be able to describe in words how much joy filled me at that moment. I have so much to be thankful for and this was just the icing on the cake. There are so many awesome and holy people in Jon and Marie's life and we feel so honored they chose Paul. I asked Paul if he knew the responsibility that he would have as Godfather and he said he sure did. I know he will take it very seriously and I have great trust that his prayers will always be with his Godchild. I know my prayers are already constant for this little soul God is sending! I almost always start to tear up as I mention my grandchild while I am in Adoration before the Blessed Sacrament. How happy I feel because I was blessed with the grace to know the magnitude of the gift of Adoration and then to have this new little child, this wonderful gift from God, to add to my prayer list. Our God's love is too abundant for me to capture on this page! I have posted 298 times and I know I will never be able to convey how much Love I have received or how much love I have for our Almighty God. If you have been touched only a little by our story (which is truly God's love working through our experience) then Praise be to God.
My sister Mary Beth sent this to me today - how true!
"To possess God we must allow him
to possess our souls. How poor we would be
if God had not given us the power of giving
ourselves to him; how rich we are now!"
Blessed Mother Teresa -- August 14
Today is the feast of St. Maximilian Kolbe, a Polish priest who offered up his life by taking the place of another prisoner in the Auschwitz concentration camp. He asked the guards if he could trade places with another man who was condemned to death and it was allowed. The man whose life was spared, was in attendance at the Canonization of St. Maximilian by John Paul II and he told the story of how this young priest offered up his own life so a family would have their husband/father back.
"Come, you whom my Father blessed, says the Lord: I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of my brothers or sisters, you did for me." (Mt 25: 34,40)
As I sat in Mass this morning I was filled with a great sense of love and thankfulness for all the graces received and I asked God to bless those whose prayers continue to lift our family's needs up to Him. My joy is certainly a direct result of someone's prayer for me. I know our prayers are answered in ways unimaginable and I derive great joy when I say prayers for others, wondering how God will answer them! To know that my prayers have that much power with God. I mean, how awesome that He would lend his ear to my voice, I who am so sinful. Yet with great love and mercy He listens and answers me. That my friends is too awesome to ever put into words.
My own Godfather is a priest in St. Louis, Missouri. Fr. Gene Sinz is my mother's cousin and I know his prayers for me have helped deliver me from many a wrong path in my life. How grateful I am to have this awesome priest as my earthly guardian! May God bless all of you who are Godparents and grace you with perseverance in your prayerfulness for your Godchildren.
"Take up thy cross and follow Christ,
Nor think till death to lay it down;
For only he who bears the cross
May hope to wear the glorious crown."
May you be graced with everything that is needed to take up your cross this day, and with great joy follow our Lord Jesus.
Love,
Jon and Rebecca
Needless to say, we are so very happy and excited about the arrival of our grandchild. I know that God has blessed us with the greatest gift and His timing is terrific. For the past 21 months, Paul has been our focus and the main topic of all conversations. Yes Paul, it was all about you dear son! But you are going to have to share the limelight now. I was surprised one day when I realized I had been talking with a friend and I had not mentioned Paul, but talked with great joy about our plans for Christmas and how we hope to be in Virginia with Jon and Marie and BFiddy (Baby Fiddy). We have reserved a cabin on a hill in the Shenendoah region so we can be together on Christmas day. The home is only about 6 minutes from their house, so we will be very close and yet, provide them their space, not to mention some peace and quiet!
Their child is due on December 18th. We will be there right after the birth, or possibly FOR the birth. The timing is God's! But the joy I am so thankful for is that Jon and Marie have asked Paul to be the baby's Godfather. They asked him while they were at Topsail. When they told me, I (you guessed it) cried. I will not be able to describe in words how much joy filled me at that moment. I have so much to be thankful for and this was just the icing on the cake. There are so many awesome and holy people in Jon and Marie's life and we feel so honored they chose Paul. I asked Paul if he knew the responsibility that he would have as Godfather and he said he sure did. I know he will take it very seriously and I have great trust that his prayers will always be with his Godchild. I know my prayers are already constant for this little soul God is sending! I almost always start to tear up as I mention my grandchild while I am in Adoration before the Blessed Sacrament. How happy I feel because I was blessed with the grace to know the magnitude of the gift of Adoration and then to have this new little child, this wonderful gift from God, to add to my prayer list. Our God's love is too abundant for me to capture on this page! I have posted 298 times and I know I will never be able to convey how much Love I have received or how much love I have for our Almighty God. If you have been touched only a little by our story (which is truly God's love working through our experience) then Praise be to God.
My sister Mary Beth sent this to me today - how true!
"To possess God we must allow him
to possess our souls. How poor we would be
if God had not given us the power of giving
ourselves to him; how rich we are now!"
Blessed Mother Teresa -- August 14
Today is the feast of St. Maximilian Kolbe, a Polish priest who offered up his life by taking the place of another prisoner in the Auschwitz concentration camp. He asked the guards if he could trade places with another man who was condemned to death and it was allowed. The man whose life was spared, was in attendance at the Canonization of St. Maximilian by John Paul II and he told the story of how this young priest offered up his own life so a family would have their husband/father back.
"Come, you whom my Father blessed, says the Lord: I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of my brothers or sisters, you did for me." (Mt 25: 34,40)
As I sat in Mass this morning I was filled with a great sense of love and thankfulness for all the graces received and I asked God to bless those whose prayers continue to lift our family's needs up to Him. My joy is certainly a direct result of someone's prayer for me. I know our prayers are answered in ways unimaginable and I derive great joy when I say prayers for others, wondering how God will answer them! To know that my prayers have that much power with God. I mean, how awesome that He would lend his ear to my voice, I who am so sinful. Yet with great love and mercy He listens and answers me. That my friends is too awesome to ever put into words.
My own Godfather is a priest in St. Louis, Missouri. Fr. Gene Sinz is my mother's cousin and I know his prayers for me have helped deliver me from many a wrong path in my life. How grateful I am to have this awesome priest as my earthly guardian! May God bless all of you who are Godparents and grace you with perseverance in your prayerfulness for your Godchildren.
"Take up thy cross and follow Christ,
Nor think till death to lay it down;
For only he who bears the cross
May hope to wear the glorious crown."
May you be graced with everything that is needed to take up your cross this day, and with great joy follow our Lord Jesus.
Love,
Jon and Rebecca
Friday, August 10, 2007
Back To School
Paul, Abby & Jon heading out to Charlotte.
James, Jon - we were outside looking at the night sky
See the cloud picture below!
Goodbye James, we love you!
Michael and James say goodbye as they head in
opposite directions.
Our last Mass together for a good while.
Michael in his dorm room at college - computer is
connected...........he's ready!
James showing me he has his Holy Water with him.
He's ready too!
Jon saying goodbye to his Jeep. Time heals all sorrows!
One last picture with Michael after the prayer
service they had for the students and parents.
Not too much space to trash..........
His windows look out to the baseball park - great seats!
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I had to include this picture we
took one evening. I came out to
my car and saw this, so I ran back
in and got James and Jon.
I find great peace just looking
to the skies - God's canvas.
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
Miles From Our Home
(Pictures will be posted later tonight!)
Jon and I have only just now caught our breath and have begun to experience the silence in our home. It is so strange to have it so quiet without any of our sons being home. We came in Sunday night at around 7:00 PM and just stood in the kitchen for a moment, not saying anything. Jon finally said, “Very strange”. I didn’t want to break down in tears again, so I got busy fixing dinner. As I stood in the corner where I have prepared thousands of meals, I was so overcome with memories of the sound of the boys voices when they were little. There has been a lot of noise in our home for the past 20 plus years and this silence was ‘very strange’. I decided to dwell on the fact that all the time and effort we put in these years has finally paid off as we hoped it would. Our youngest son was following in the footsteps of his brothers and headed off to college! They are all healthy and are trying to make their way in this world and that has been our goal all along. Also, I decided to enjoy this quiet while it lasts…………….I’ve heard that they might just have to move back home once they are done with college and start looking for jobs!
Paul left Thursday and James and Michael left on Sunday. We also said goodbye to Jon’s 1998 Jeep. James drove it down to Florida because his girlfriend, Shannon, needed to buy a car and she now is the proud owner of the Jeep. Jon has always taken very good care of his vehicles, so she was really happy to get one that she could depend on. Jon has been thinking about getting a truck and so this worked out well for him also. He didn’t have to take the time to place and ad and then take the time to make appointments with potential buyers. We were glad we could help out someone we knew! As James drove out of the driveway, Jon and I prayed for him until the car was out of sight, then we turned around and immediately began helping Michael pack up his car. There was no time for me to cry about James leaving…………smile. We finished in about an hour and then followed Michael up to North Georgia. I no sooner turned out of our subdivision when the tears started to really flow. I could not believe we were taking Michael up to the same school that our son Jon went to his first year. It’s a private Christian college, Piedmont College. It felt so weird to retrace the path we had taken 7 years ago. First with our oldest and now with our youngest.
The college grounds have not changed and the bonus was that the men’s dorms didn’t smell as bad as when Jon went there. They are old as dirt, but they must have been painted and received new floors, because it smelled a lot more fresh this time around. We had to go to 3 different stores to get everything needed to get Michael completely set up. We wanted to avoid another trip up to the college the next weekend! It is about an hour and a half away, so it is far enough away for Michael to be on his own, but close enough for him to come home once a month to do his laundry.
We took lots of pictures so we could show Jon. He really enjoyed the 3 years he went to Piedmont and he was glad we had gotten pictures of the new organ in the church. It had been purchased while he was there but was not built in time for him to hear or see it. It is a mighty thing to see. Piedmont has a great music department, which Jon was very involved in. He changed his major from music to theology after transferring to Ave Maria.
Jon and Marie have kept in touch with us daily to let us know Paul is doing really well in Virginia. He spends his days with Jon and helps where he can. Last Saturday, Paul called and asked if I knew the names of famous gardens. I immediately thought of Callaway Gardens which are to the south of Atlanta. How famous they are, I don’t know, but they are beautiful. Paul said that they used that name for the theme of their dance for the Youth Group at church. They spent the day decorating and Jon said Paul had a great time and even danced. Unfortunately, there are no pictures of that event, so we will just have to take their word for it! Paul wasn’t able to stay much past 10 PM since the music was loud and the lights bothered him after so much time. But he hung in there a long time and he said he had a lot of fun. On Monday, I was talking to Paul and he said he had to go because he had to give a guitar lesson to someone! Jon had set it up for him and Paul was happy to do it. Marie told me that he has done the dishes for her and there was a lot of dishes too. Anyone who has had Jon and Marie cook in their homes knows that they use a lot of dishes because they do everything from scratch. Everything! It is very impressive to watch them work together and it is a real treat when they are finished.
I told Paul I was proud of him for helping Marie and he said it was not bad at all because they wash everything by hand and so he didn’t have to keep bending over to put things in a dishwasher. Bending over hurts his head. Secret’s out Paul – Jerry will be glad to fill up the sink with soapy water! Marie also said that Paul remembered she likes ice cream a lot, so he fixed a bowl and brought it to her as a surprise. He is really enjoying his time with them. Abby was confused at first and didn’t know which ‘master’ to sleep with, Jon or Paul. She did end up in Paul’s room. No secret there.
I have signed up for more hours of adoration because I know I am still ‘Miles from Our Home’ in heaven and I need God to direct me as I head into a new phase in life. I am sure He will let me know the way. It will be in the silence that I hear Him.
God bless you all as you listen in the silence.
Love,
Jon and Rebecca
Jon and I have only just now caught our breath and have begun to experience the silence in our home. It is so strange to have it so quiet without any of our sons being home. We came in Sunday night at around 7:00 PM and just stood in the kitchen for a moment, not saying anything. Jon finally said, “Very strange”. I didn’t want to break down in tears again, so I got busy fixing dinner. As I stood in the corner where I have prepared thousands of meals, I was so overcome with memories of the sound of the boys voices when they were little. There has been a lot of noise in our home for the past 20 plus years and this silence was ‘very strange’. I decided to dwell on the fact that all the time and effort we put in these years has finally paid off as we hoped it would. Our youngest son was following in the footsteps of his brothers and headed off to college! They are all healthy and are trying to make their way in this world and that has been our goal all along. Also, I decided to enjoy this quiet while it lasts…………….I’ve heard that they might just have to move back home once they are done with college and start looking for jobs!
Paul left Thursday and James and Michael left on Sunday. We also said goodbye to Jon’s 1998 Jeep. James drove it down to Florida because his girlfriend, Shannon, needed to buy a car and she now is the proud owner of the Jeep. Jon has always taken very good care of his vehicles, so she was really happy to get one that she could depend on. Jon has been thinking about getting a truck and so this worked out well for him also. He didn’t have to take the time to place and ad and then take the time to make appointments with potential buyers. We were glad we could help out someone we knew! As James drove out of the driveway, Jon and I prayed for him until the car was out of sight, then we turned around and immediately began helping Michael pack up his car. There was no time for me to cry about James leaving…………smile. We finished in about an hour and then followed Michael up to North Georgia. I no sooner turned out of our subdivision when the tears started to really flow. I could not believe we were taking Michael up to the same school that our son Jon went to his first year. It’s a private Christian college, Piedmont College. It felt so weird to retrace the path we had taken 7 years ago. First with our oldest and now with our youngest.
The college grounds have not changed and the bonus was that the men’s dorms didn’t smell as bad as when Jon went there. They are old as dirt, but they must have been painted and received new floors, because it smelled a lot more fresh this time around. We had to go to 3 different stores to get everything needed to get Michael completely set up. We wanted to avoid another trip up to the college the next weekend! It is about an hour and a half away, so it is far enough away for Michael to be on his own, but close enough for him to come home once a month to do his laundry.
We took lots of pictures so we could show Jon. He really enjoyed the 3 years he went to Piedmont and he was glad we had gotten pictures of the new organ in the church. It had been purchased while he was there but was not built in time for him to hear or see it. It is a mighty thing to see. Piedmont has a great music department, which Jon was very involved in. He changed his major from music to theology after transferring to Ave Maria.
Jon and Marie have kept in touch with us daily to let us know Paul is doing really well in Virginia. He spends his days with Jon and helps where he can. Last Saturday, Paul called and asked if I knew the names of famous gardens. I immediately thought of Callaway Gardens which are to the south of Atlanta. How famous they are, I don’t know, but they are beautiful. Paul said that they used that name for the theme of their dance for the Youth Group at church. They spent the day decorating and Jon said Paul had a great time and even danced. Unfortunately, there are no pictures of that event, so we will just have to take their word for it! Paul wasn’t able to stay much past 10 PM since the music was loud and the lights bothered him after so much time. But he hung in there a long time and he said he had a lot of fun. On Monday, I was talking to Paul and he said he had to go because he had to give a guitar lesson to someone! Jon had set it up for him and Paul was happy to do it. Marie told me that he has done the dishes for her and there was a lot of dishes too. Anyone who has had Jon and Marie cook in their homes knows that they use a lot of dishes because they do everything from scratch. Everything! It is very impressive to watch them work together and it is a real treat when they are finished.
I told Paul I was proud of him for helping Marie and he said it was not bad at all because they wash everything by hand and so he didn’t have to keep bending over to put things in a dishwasher. Bending over hurts his head. Secret’s out Paul – Jerry will be glad to fill up the sink with soapy water! Marie also said that Paul remembered she likes ice cream a lot, so he fixed a bowl and brought it to her as a surprise. He is really enjoying his time with them. Abby was confused at first and didn’t know which ‘master’ to sleep with, Jon or Paul. She did end up in Paul’s room. No secret there.
I have signed up for more hours of adoration because I know I am still ‘Miles from Our Home’ in heaven and I need God to direct me as I head into a new phase in life. I am sure He will let me know the way. It will be in the silence that I hear Him.
God bless you all as you listen in the silence.
Love,
Jon and Rebecca
Thursday, August 02, 2007
The Circle Game
My sister Beverly's
first grandson, Peyton
He is the first child of
my Godchild, Becca
He is the first great-
granchild for both
families.
That makes him #1 in
our book!
This picture was supposed
to be on a posting from last
week.
Griffin - you are our #1
baseball player and #1
in your city!!
(Yes.......Jon and Paul
are wishing they could
have been on a great team
like yours when they were
your age!)
The Circle Game
________________
Yesterday a child came out to wonder
Caught a dragonfly inside a jar
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder
And tearful at the falling of a star
Then the child moved ten times round the seasons
Skated over ten clear frozen streams
Words like, when youre older, must appease him
And promises of someday make his dreams
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We cant return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game
So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There'll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
Before the last revolving year is through
And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We cant return, we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game - Joni Mitchell
___________________________________
I thought of this song today as I watched Jon and Paul drive down the street and away to Charlotte. Paul's headaches had started to climb up again and I called the doctor's office to see what they wanted to do. They asked us to bring Paul up there on Thursday, which was a lot shorter notice than I anticipated. They called while I was driving Paul home from work on Tuesday. I quickly called Jon and he said he could get the time off from work, so he would take him. Then I remembered that we were supposed to try to get Paul to Virginia so he could visit with Jon and Marie. Jon had mentioned that maybe we could do an 'exchange' if Paul had to come to Charlotte. With such short notice, I didn't think we were giving Jon enough notice to come down from Virginia. Paul immediately called Jon and asked if he would be able to meet him there. Thanks be to God, he was going to be able to do it.
Paul's excitement level jumped and he was happy as a lark. His headache 'miraculously' lessoned and when he got home he went straight to his laundry basket and started to sort out the clothes so he could get his clothes washed and ready to pack. I took note of this immediate change in him and decided we might need to talk to the doctor about the fact that there is probably some psychological contributions to the headaches. Paul spent most of yesterday afternoon getting his things packed. He even wrote out a list of the things he needed to take and he made a listing of the things that Abby needed as well. You didn't think he was going to leave Abby home did you?? He kicked into high gear and was ready to go by 9:30 last night. We were at Jerry's and talked a lot about how far Paul has come and that we hoped there was no major problem that was bringing his headaches back. We hoped too that they would not keep him and run tests. That would keep him from going to Virginia.
So back to my song. I realized that in the Fall of 2005, Jon and I talked about what we would do with our lives once Michael graduated. He would be gone in a year and 1/2 and we could not believe our house would be empty so soon. Then the accident happened and our dreams of moving into the next phase of our lives came to a halt. We didn't even talk about it again until the Spring of 2006. We had no idea if Paul would ever talk again, or be able to really function much. He was still on the feeding tube, not talking, not remembering much of each day. I remember telling Jon that I had selfishly prayed to God in the weeks after the accident, to not leave us just a 'body'. I was very afraid about Paul dying and also of Paul not ever being able to function in a 'purposeful' fashion. How grateful I am that God didn't listen to me and that Paul is still alive. Amazingly, I actually found a peace about the fact that we could very well have to tend to Paul all of his life. I am not saying that because he has recovered so well. I truly felt it in my heart because so many things changed for us and they were all so good. We received the awesome gift of increased faith and a deepened love of God. Over all this time, we have settled into our routine of getting Paul moved ahead in his rehabilitation and each day brings the promise of hope and trust. Each day brings improvement in a number of ways.
But here is the incredible part. I walked to my car to go to work, tears running down my face as I watched Paul leaving. He was going to begin about a month long stay with Jon and Marie. Only 20 months and the very thing Jon and I dreamed about in the Fall of 2005 was actually happening on almost the very day it was originally supposed to happen. We will be empty nesters right on schedule. Michael leaves for Piedmont College on Sunday, James leaves for Ave Maria University on Tuesday and Jon and I will be..............alone.
"The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance. " (2 Peter 3:9)
God's time, God's way. There is your 'visual aid' my dear friends.
I opened the door to my car and sat there crying at the marvelous, beautiful love of Our Father.
Last Saturday as we walked around Stone Mountain, we prayed the rosary in its entirety. All 20 decades. We went round and round the rosary beads while we circled Stone Mountain. There were five of us - Jon, Paul, Patty, Mark and me. We had each taken a decade to lead the others in prayer. At the 5th Sorrowful Mystery, it was Paul's turn. Patty suggested we stop and sit on a stone wall to pray that decade so we could really reflect on the mystery. The Crucifixtion of Jesus, the fruit of the mystery is perseverance. Paul was using the wrist rosary he has worn on his arm for over a year now. But as we sat down, he pulled out the rosary that Mother Angelica had given him and I immediately noticed how beautiful his fingers looked as he gently removed the beads from the case they were in. I then remembered how I used to love watching his fingers as he played the cello and his guitar. I also remembered how sad it made me when I realized he was not as interested in playing like he used to. I have 'talked' to God about that alot, wondering why Paul had the most amazing ability to play the guitar, yet no longer seemed interested. Why have such a talent? As I watched his fingers gently hold and move the beads as he prayed, I thought to myself that I would much rather see Paul's fingers moving over the rosary beads than over the strings of a guitar. I was at peace about something I had argued with God about.
May God be with you and bless you. Your intentions are with us as we 'circle around' our rosaries.
Love,
Jon and Rebecca
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