'The Ronald' Speaks

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PRIEST FOR 50 YEARS. ASSISTANT PRINCIPAL AND PRINCIPAL OF CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOLS; PASTOR 10 YRS; EXECUTIVE EDITOR THE CATHOLIC WITNESS, HBG DIOCESAN NEWSPAPER FOR 30 YRS. NOW RETIRED.

Saturday, May 12, 2007

MOTHER'S DAY 2007

SIXTH SUNDAY EASTER -- MOTHER’S DAY 7:30 2007

Once upon a time a child was ready to be born,
So one day he asked God:
They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow but how am I going to
live there being so small and helpless?
Among the many angels, I chose one for you, Your angel will be waiting for you
to take care of you.
But tell me, here in Heaven, I don't do anything else but sing and
smile, that's enough for me to be happy.
Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day. And
you will feel your angel's love and be happy.
And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me, if I
don't know the language that people talk?
Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will
ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you
how to speak.
And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?
Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray.
I've heard that on earth there are bad men. Who will protect me?
Your angel will defend you even if it means risking life.
But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.
Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way
for you to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you.
At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from earth
could already be heard, and the child in a hurry asked softly;
Oh God, if I am about to leave you now, please tell me my angel's name.
You will call your angel: Mommy
Antoine Saint Exupery in his world renowned novel, The Little Prince, offers this profound insight. He said: Love consists not in gazing at one another, rather love is looking outward in the same direction together.
HUMOROUS: A Jewish mother gave her son two ties for his birthday. Her son was taking his mother out for dinner. So I put on one of the ties his mother had given him. He came out of the bedroom, “Well,” he said, “how does the tie look?”
His mother looked him over and then said, “What? Don’t you like the other tie?” THOUGHT: Always love and treasure your mother, whether living in heaven or here on earth..