Had a night last night I cannot even begin to describe. Got through somehow and this morning asked about our family praying together. My mother said that's how she was raised and wanted it and she was tired praying for family faith, prayer for years.
Little things have happened all day. I asked my father if he wanted to pray and he said he'd love to. So we did. Mary and candle lit.
The family are coming together tonight to pray the rosary. I have a statue of Our Lady I got at that monastery Gael, thirty years ago, and the candle burns every day.
I felt the worst sense last night that our family was going to be torn to pieces. I know how and why too. About five in the morning I read from Medjugorje book about family prayer to stay together cause I was on my own and could not contact anyone even though I tried.
I never asked about family prayer cause we all know what large families are like. We all go our own ways - some faith, some not, some agnostic - etc. But this overpowering sense to ask for prayer with my father and for the family to pray together.
If you knew the history you'd know the miracle of grace this is. All want to.
If anyone Ireland/UK time at 7pm is praying the rosary - we are with you as a family.
Come hell or high water, I am starting that fasting this week. I have been far too lax and read about its power.
I did not know why I went to Medjugorje two years ago. But loved it. Today I KNOW in my soul I was drawn to that place of grace for at least one reason.
God bless you all