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SUNDAY AFTERNOON
The distant Welsh panorama fades
Into the grey mistiness
Of another cold, dark Winter's day.
From the sixth floor,
A serpent of light crawls
Along the perimeter of the Mersey -
A sign that the world is still inhabited!
Here, suspended between heaven and earth,
All is silent save for the repetitive beeping
Of life-saving machines.
Someone coughs,
Figures move backwards and forwards,
Distant voices float
From the nearby nursing stations.
It is a time for reflection -
Time to look back on the week's happenings,
But equally as important,
Look forward positively, to whatever lies in store.
It is in this friendly, intense calm
That mysterious bonds are woven,
Some of which will last into the unknown future.
Others, which will be like seed
Scattered on the stony ground.
Once replete, salved, comforted,
The dwellers of Ward 6A
Will settle, disparately,
To pass the long, dark night,
We pray, in hope of a brighter tomorrow.
Eileen Murray © February 2022
KNIGHTS OF ST COLUMBA RECRUITMENT VIDEO
The Knights of St Columba have released a new recruitment video - See below
A POEM FOR CHRISTMAS FROM OUR RESIDENT POET
WAITING IN HOPE
Once again, Christmas waits apprehensively
In the wings,
Scrutinising the entrances and exits
Which play a vital part
In the festive pageant.
It's only when the niceties of life
End so unexpectedly,
With heart-breaking results,
That we realise how fortunate we have been.
Yet, the human spirt is indomitable.
A glance through the pages of history
Reveals tales of unbelievable fortitude.
As we wait, uncertain of what lies
In the immediate future,
Minds and hearts turn
To the lonely, hazardous journey
Of the young couple, long, long ago,
Who placed their trust in God.
Without their consent,
There would be no seasonal love,
No sharing, no reunions,
No tiffs, no tears, no laughter,
No nostalgic memories of days gone by -
No Joy to the World -
No Christmas.
But, miracles do happen!
May the light of that Special Baby
Illuminate our homes,
Filling us with Hope for the year ahead.
Eileen Murray © December 2021
PRAYING FOR THE HOLY LAND
FR MICHAEL MCGREEVEY SINGING
Fr Tim, Fr Andrew and Fr Michael McGreevey joined in with fun at the recent afternoon tea and singalong at St Mary's. Click on the image below to enjoy Fr Michael's rendition of the Rose of Tralee.
LIVING NOT 'SUFFERING' WITH DEMENTIA
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— Vicky McClure (@Vicky_McClure) December 8, 2021
LETTER FROM BISHOP ETON SVP
Attached to this weeks paper bulletin there is a letter from the parish SVP. It contains details of how you can donate to help their work, and an invitation to contact them if you know of someone who would benefit from a visit (please check with the person concerned first). To read a copy of the letter click here.
A POEM FOR REMEMBRANCE SUNDAY
NEVER FORGET
In times like these,
How easy it is to forget
Events which have stirred us
To the very heart of our beings.
For centuries, tradition has been
The cornerstone of our existence.
Memories, whether spoken or written,
Passed down from generation to generation,
Have kept the flame of those,
Whose devotion to duty and often valour,
Burning brightly through hard times.
In Liverpool this year,
Remembrance Sunday will once again
Be fittingly marked by rite and ceremonies -
In different venue.
Yet, the roads will still be lined
By those who never forget
The sacrifices of all
Who fought for the right
To live and die in a free world.
Not even the torment and suffering
Our world has endured recently
Can compare with what went before.
We must never forget
For our tomorrow, no matter how terrible,
They gave their today.
Eileen Murray © November 2021
An Oscar Beyond Price
Sometimes on Life's mysterious journey
You have an amazing, serendipitous encounter,
If you are fortunate!
So it was.
Could you ever have believed
That one small, brown, furry bundle
Would bring such joy!
Maybe, on reflection, there were trying occasions,
But then, in the eyes of the besotted,
These swiftly fade into the past.
What times you all shared.
How many dogs were so well travelled?
But it was a reciprocal relationship;
Happiness, trust, devotion
Flowed freely between the trinity.
But when premature separation happens,
The solace of grief, fortunately, lies
In the plethora of events stored,
Not only in the physical trove of images,
But also, deep within in the indelible psyche.
As Time inevitably slips by,
Hold dear the memories of the happy hours
Spent with your unique, gilded award -
Oscar!
MEET THE AUTHOR
Redemptorist Publications have published this short biography on Fr Tim
Kris's Head Shave in pictures
Kris' hair is tied up in preparation for it be be cut.
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