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Interests: All that is in Christ and all that is for Him and for all His people...."to give and not to count the cost," for we give because He gives all to us... We own nothing so we give all that comes to us...To pray, to grow the rich bounty of the fair and fertile garden He has lent us to play in.. the wonder of flower and bird and tree... to use the skills of hands to work for those in need......to care for critters no one else wants.....all in His Dear and Holy Name Who Alone is Lord of all.....For unless we give all, our faith is unreal, a shadow, a make-believe, a form of religion only..
Expertise: Above and in all, Prayer... handskills of many kinds.... knitting, crochet, sewing..... designing and making rosaries...... plantswoman skills... wordskills........all to "feed the hungry and clothe the naked" in the Name of Jesus.. all for Him and His people.
Occupation: Nun


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Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Our new weblog addresses

http://www.sisterdaughter.blogspot.com replaces this weblog ( typo now corrected; apologies for that error) 

http://www.xanga/com.sistersofgraceofchrist remains our Irish sales page until we find free web space as easy to use as this.

http://monasticflowers.blogspot.com is our very quiet Irish site

Also see http://www.letters-from-mother.blogspot. com

We will check this site daily but not post more here. And we have thus closed off the comment page.

We can be contacted at anchoresscj at yahoo dot com.

Mail is filtered there also.

Blessings and thanks to all there and here.

 

 

 


Friday, August 07, 2009

New beginnings...

As we hoped, we have been able to set up a new weblog...

http://sisterdaughter.blogspot.com/

We did not realise what was happening with the advertisements here, until someone said they had bought a CD from one of our links.

The page we work on does not carry any advertisements so we do not see them.

xanga is free, but at this cost, and we have no control over the advertisements that come up.

And of course, if you pay for premium, which we would never do, then no advertisements.

And of course, the adverts link automatically to the content of the  posting. We dare not look back !!!

This site will stay as it is, but all future posts will be at the new site.

And we will set that up more fully as time passes.

IF we could get free web space that is as easy to use as xanga, we would move the sales page of course, but for now all we can do is put a disclaimer on...

 Blessings and thanks.. see you on the other site.

 


Wednesday, August 05, 2009

Contemplating...

......moving our weblog to quieter and advertisement free waters....

We will of course inform readers here.

But xanga is becoming very noisy.

See our quieter weblog at

www.monasticflowers.blogspot.com

If we can get a second blog there.....

Working to see if that is possible.    

 

 


Tuesday, August 04, 2009

Difficult reading.

http://clericalwhispers.blogspot.com/2009/08/deafening-silence-over-deaths-of-irish.html

We cross-referenced to the Irish Central site - which we had never heard of until now - and found the full article.

http://www.irishcentral.com/opinion/col/eholt/Suffer-little-children-New-evidence-that-Irish-kids-were-murdered-in-reform-schools.html?page=1

It bears strong resemblance to the Kevin Annett site we featured a while back.

http://www.hiddenfromhistory.org/

And add this to the scene...

 http://www.irishcentral.com/opinion/col/eholt/Mindset-of-the-harshest-Christian-Brothers-Boys-are-illegitimate-and-pure-dirt-47041902.html?page=1

And some understanding comes in.

What has always puzzled is that whereas in other cases, like Canada, it was genocide.

Here in Ireland, it "seemed" different.

Because it was their own they were abusing.

But this writer adds a dimension not seen heretofore.

Somehow it did not make full sense; although we know full well how illegitimacy has been historically seen. We were founded in an age when any illegitimate woman, or a woman who had turned from a street life, could not enter a religious order.

But would the Church really kill babies and children for a moral/immoral reason?

It reminded also of something that came to light when I was on the island.

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/this-britain/the-bodies-under-the-floorboards-664063.html

One descendant there said that this was their method of birth control... But it was much more than that.

Here, in the "mindset" article, the real reasons are hinted at.

Because Rome is not Irish.

So yes, they were and are invaders and conquerors and in a more dangerous and underhand was than open invasion.

Out of kilter with the Irish temperament and culture.

To see the Irish, cowed and somber, in Church, and to see them singing in beer gardens.... Many not drinking; just singing joyfully, as opposed to the dire warblings of rural Church choirs.. 

"Religion" has been inflicted and afflicted, fostering the darkest elements of human nature. Cruelty breeding cruelty.

Food for deep thought indeed.  

Blessings this day

 


Sunday, August 02, 2009

Riches and rain

When a homeless person gets soaked to the skin, they stay that way. No safe place to go; no protecting roof.

Wet clothes clinging to shivering skin. Shoes squelching. 

As a tiny newborn baby also; exposed to the elements.

Washed by rain, chilled by wind, burned by sun; naked and defenceless.

The continuing storms on Saturday saw a new meaning to wetness. We have no "parapluie"; no trading booth. And it was not possible to work from the back of the car.

There was not the let up that had been forecast; strong gales and sideway rain.

A young Iranian, selling all kinds of olives and sweetmeats gave shelter in his tent. And there we sat, knitting and watching the storm, drenched from trying to protect our stock.

Few of the stalls opened.

Our total sales were four jars of jam and one tea cosy.

As we were stacking the crates and boxes - it was impossible to load them into the car without major damage, and there is night security there, so all would stay in the Iranian's stall overnight  - chilled hands were clumsy, and two crates of jams went crashing to the ground.

And every young French stallholder ran to help and console.

Back here, socks could be wrung out, and every layer of clothing was dripping cold water. 

But a roof, safe, dry clothing, heating....

We are not poor; we are rich and blessed.

We have no rights to these things.

And unless we give, others will not stop being cold and wet and naked.

This is why we work as we do. In deepest gratitude and thankfulness and awareness of our great riches.

This is why we buy and do nothing that is not needful; so that we may give to those whose basic needs can never be met unless we, who know Jesus, will give.

We explain this so often,  as it seems to have become lost in the mire of these days.   

If you stay in touch with these realities, then all the campaigning and protesting, all the clamouring for "rights" becomes the hollow echo it is.

Sunday brought calm and SUN!

And the French Market was alive. Who needs to travel? The air rang with greetings and hugs and laughter.

We were there early, to rescue our stock and set up properly.

Many of the stallholders are young, itinerants, and they work hard. Watching the garlic potato stall couple.. great skillets of  steaming fragrance. All day long they cooked.. the aromas totally un-Irish.

A kind lady bought some for us, and the hot delicacies were welcome.

And the crepe lady! Watching her work was to see an artistry. Fascinating.

All day they toiled.

Two of the men busking with music on accordion and guitar. French cigarettes in the air... 

It is a world apart.

And sales were good for us too. Better than since our last day with this market.

And so many seeking prayer and to talk. Always this, for that too is why we are there. Touching the world at our point of need and ours.

From the sanctuary and struggle of our lives as Nuns. Firmly and fully based in that and in that alone.

So supportive for once to be cared for; the car loaded, ,and all hands there for us.

So now we check and dry out stock, for the deluges started again before we left. Jams need relabelling as the computer ink runs easily.

They laughed as they asked if I were coming with them to their next venue! Itinerant nomad nun! Wonderful thought indeed, for they go to  Co Cavan next.

So as we write this, they will be all packed up and that a job in itself, and on the road now.

Leaving us with warm smiles and good memories. And always holding them in prayer .. children of God, with warmth in their hearts for a stranger.

So different from the suspicious faces we can see here.    Or the over-deferent

So onwards now, seeing what next there is to do and make and write.

For the care of lives is a daily one .

So that tiny naked babies may be fed and clothed and loved; and the homeless know that there is love and caring for them in this wild and windy world that seems not to care.

Please, will you not help us in this work? Buy from us, give to us? We are all so very rich are we not? Maybe use or spend a little less to spare for these blameless ones who suffer so?

Some kind ones save small change in a jar, then cash it in and send a cheque; all helps and our banks here accept all curriences and make no charge when we are depositing.

Others send a set amount each month; a dollar a day is little to spare and we can do so much with that.. and if we know that that is coming in we can do so much more.

A dollar a day will feed one of our wee ones.

Please; think about it? And pray on it?

Thank you and bless you...

Our sales page is always there... and we are always here to serve you.

http://www.xanga.com/sistersofgraceofchrist

Blessings this sodden and chilly day.



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