Sunday, March 14, 2010

Prayer and Song...

Today was our final day for the missions conference weekend and it was great! I am so grateful God saved me. I love worshipping Him. Of course, it's always nicer worshipping after having a good night's sleep, like I had last night. Praise God! Thank You, Jesus!

Usually, I don't request prayer for others, unless it is close family/friends and extremely important issues. Believe me, it would be simple to have a running list of people needing prayer and it would probably be as long as my arm, but I won't do that to you.

However, I will ask for prayer for two people. The first person is a young man D, who is about twenty-one years old; he was hit by a car and then run over by the same vehicle after that and is currently in critical condition. The second person is my friend J's Father, who was taken to hospital, today; normally, he only has partial breathing ability and he has developed pneumonia. Both are in the same hospital Gordon was, when he died. Both have very serious conditions, under the circumstances. This is why I believe I need to ask you to pray for them. Thank you. May God bless you, richly.

After church, I went to the cemetary, like I usually do, on Sunday. Today, I sang to Gordon, for I know that Gordon loved the song I sang. It made him cry whenever my Mom would sing, 'Danny Boy'. You should know that my Mom loved to sing and she was not Irish; her parents were from London, England area. So, singing, 'Danny Boy' had no special meaning to her, other than she enjoyed singing the song.

The reason this song is on my mind, is because I've been asked to sing it on Wednesday for our, 'Over 50's' group at church. To be honest, I've been trying to learn it fully, because I have never sang it before and only know part of the lyrics.

A couple of years ago, one of my Irish cousins (my Dad's Mother was from N. Ireland) thought it was strange that I didn't know the song by heart and sent me a postcard with the words and music. I found this to be quite funny, really. You see, 'Danny Boy' is a Catholic song. Some of my Protestant Irish family wouldn't even hear it being played, never mind encourage me to learn it! :-)) It's obvious to me that my music loving cousin R, is an open-minded up-to-date Irish woman who puts her love for Ireland ahead of anything else! I'm thankful the 'troubles' in Ireland are now over!!

Really, I mean that. On Gordon's and my first visit to Ireland (I've been there about a half dozen times or so), one relative asked us if we were afraid to be there. In pure innocence, we said we weren't, especially since we trust in Jesus for our salvation. To live is Christ and to die is gain! They seemed quite pleased at our response and showed us some places that had been bombed by the Irish Republican Army (IRA) within the previous decade!

Another reason Ireland is on my mind, is because today, I had a phone call from one relative, R. R doesn't write often, but prefers to phone. He had received my card, so called to thank me and see how I am doing.

Gordon loved my Irish family. My Irish family loved Gordon, too. On our last visit, they threw a surprise 60th birthday party for Gordon. It was truly a surprise, for they never even told me about it!

It's always nice hearing from family I didn't know I had there, until my first visit. On that initial visit, I found that instead of only seeing headstones, I actually had family there, still. Apparently, some knew there was family in Canada and had lost track of us, while others didn't realize we existed, at all!

Yes, I must admit, visiting Ireland was a true blessing to me. One day, I'll have to write about it, but not tonight. It's enough to say that I am blessed to have family there, and am grateful to know and love them and have them know and love, me.


Until next time...