I Am Said I (Huruma)

I am present At his passing This fine strong gentle Man Builder of boats Husband father grandad Deep strength of faith On his knees even In his agony I brought him Communion He loved the sea In me and made Tea Made me feel Special While we talked Galway and other Common ground Fingering old timber Caressed like the tender Flesh of a loved one The last call Talked of hours Urgent Time to heed Better instincts Without hesitation All generations gathered Around his fading moments To sing and say Final farewells Whipsered in his ear One by one Unrestrained Love Anointing Praying Sé do bheatha a Mhuire Child's head Resting on his breast He falls asleep Slips away Rested

A couple of years ago Vicka, one of the M edjugorje  visionaries came to Dublin to speak at an event in the RDS. I went along because she is one of the reasons why I believe in what is taking place Medjugorje. I trust her sincerity, the radiance of her face. Her talk was followed by Mass and during the distribution of Holy Communion people surged forward towards where she was sitting on the stage, hundreds of hands stretching forward to touch her. To my surprise she herself came forward to touch the outstretched hands. My surprise was not that she responded to the need of the crowd but that all this was taking place immediately after receiving Jesus himself, while Communion was still being distributed. It showed that people didn't really understand what they had just received, who they had just received. I know, understand the need to touch, to be touched in order to be healed but in that moment I thought 'however gifted, impressive Vicka is, she is not Jesus. In...

A couple of years ago Vicka, one of the M edjugorje  visionaries came to Dublin to speak at an event in the RDS. I went along because she is one of the reasons why I believe in what is taking place Medjugorje. I trust her sincerity, the radiance of her face. Her talk was followed by Mass and during the distribution of Holy Communion people surged forward towards where she was sitting on the stage, hundreds of hands stretching forward to touch her. To my surprise she herself came forward to touch the outstretched hands. My surprise was not that she responded to the need of the crowd but that all this was taking place immediately after receiving Jesus himself, while Communion was still being distributed. It showed that people didn't really understand what they had just received, who they had just received. I know, understand the need to touch, to be touched in order to be healed but in that moment I thought 'however gifted, impressive Vicka is, she is not Jesus. In ...