There was a nice lady, a minister’s widow, who was a little old fashioned. She was planning a week’s vacation in California at Skylake Yosemite campground, but she wanted to make sure of the accommodation first. Uppermost in her mind were bathroom facilities, but she couldn’t bring herself to write “toilet” in a letter. After considerable deliberation, she settled on “water closet,” but when she wrote that down, it still sounded too forward, so, after the first page of her letter, she referred to toilet as “WC” “Does the cabin where I will be staying have its own ‘WC’? If not, where is the ‘WC’ located?” is what she actually wrote. The secretary of the accommodation knew that the lady was the widow of a famous Methodist minister, and was sure that it must be a question about the local Wesleyian Chapel. “Of course,” she exclaimed, “‘WC’ stands for Wesleyian Chapel.’ ” And he sat down and wrote: Continue reading “A Friendly Community?”
Ruth received only one letter. She picked it up and looked at it before opening, but then she looked at the envelope again. There was no stamp, no postmark, only her name and address. She read the letter:
I’m going to be in your area on Saturday afternoon and I’d like to stop by for a visit.
Love Always, Jesus
Her hands were shaking as she placed the letter on the table. “Why would the Lord want to visit me? I’m nobody special. I don’t have anything to offer.” With that thought, Ruth remembered her empty kitchen cabinets. “Oh my goodness, I really don’t have anything to offer. I’ll have to run down to the shops and buy something for dinner.” She reached for her purse and counted out its contents. Five pounds and ten pence. “Well, I can get some bread and cold cuts, at least.” She threw on her coat and hurried out the door. A loaf of french bread, a half-pound of sliced turkey, and a carton of milk…leaving Ruth with a grand total of twelve pence to last her until Monday. Nonetheless, she felt satisfied as she headed home, her meager offerings tucked under her arm. Continue reading “A Special Visitor”
July 10th, 3.30pm
Schoenstatt Shrine and Pastoral Centre
A mass prepared by families for families.
- Gathering for Mass at 3.30pm we begin to look at our theme.
- A shared meal helps us come together.
- A time of reflection helps us open up in faith
- Activities for children and young adults
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My friend John always has something to tell me. He knows so much that young men have to have older and more worldly wise men to tell them. For instance who to trust, how to care for others, and how to live life to the fullest. Recently, John lost his wife Janet. For eight years she fought against cancer, but in the end her sickness had the last word. One day John took out a folded piece of paper from his wallet. He had found it, so he told me, when he tidied up some drawers at home.
It was a small love letter Janet had written. The note could look like a school girl’s scrawls about her dream guy. All that was missing was a drawing of a heart with the names John and Janet written in it. But the small letter was written by a woman who had had seven children; a woman who fought for her life and who probably only had a few months left to live. It was also a beautiful recipe for how to keep a marriage together. Janet’s description of her husband begins thus: “Loved me. Took care of me. Worried about me.” Even though John always had a ready answer, he never joked about cancer apparently. Sometimes he came home in the evening to find Janet in the middle of one of those depressions cancer patients so often get. In no time he got her into the car and drove her to her favorite restaurant. He showed consideration for her, and she knew it. Continue reading “If You Love Her Enough”