My desktop is playing up so I'm looking for a new PC desktop
some of the folks I used to work with 20 to 40 years ago could build me one
Pad Webb where are you now? He was 16 when he started in the computer room
The guy in Star Trek Discovery with the beard who loves Michael, Spock's sister
well that is how Pad looks, if my memory serves.
It was Pad who told me to write a book, so he'd be in his late 40s now.
So it's all his fault, I was just writing in pencil on paper to start with, I may have some of them
upstairs hidden away. WORTH NOTHING STILL.
Anyway I've spent hours looking and have narrowed it down to 2, what I can afford, though one is
12months interest free credit so I may plumb for that one.
The other has 3 years guarantee. No Fairy has arrived at my door with a new desktop either.
AS for my body I doubt if anybody would guarantee it,
but God is Good and Saint Jude is on my hit list, so lets see. I did say last night in bed as I struggled
to sleep if God gave me back my health I'd do something useful.
But some of you might just prefer that I'd stop writing. We can all ask my mother to intervene. She
would have been 99years old tomorrow, if she hadn't gone to Heaven to make the tea.
here's an old piece
Saint’s Day ©
By Michael Casey
Today is the feast of Saint Martin de Porres, 3rd Nov 2015, I introduced him to my daughter a few months ago when our cat went AWOL and only came back when full of fleas. Totoro had gone walkabout, or rather climbabout as cats do. My small daughter was distraught, the cat was her heart’s desire and she and her sister had only got the cat when my heart had broken.
It had been a kind of joke a year ago, almost to the day now. I said if I had a heart attack they could finally have a cat and if I died they could have a dog. So they immediately went looking at cats and dogs on the Internet. In a matter of weeks I had a totally unplanned quadruple heart bypass.
So some saint must have been looking after me, or God really DOES have a sick sense of humour just like in the Blasphemous Rumours song by Depeche Mode. So the girls got a pet, I had to keep my word, so Totoro joined the family. I did pick him or her as she turned out to be, from a photo of 4 kittens from a litter. I chose the pretty one. Totoro turned out to be a ninja cat, who loved climbing trees and catching fleas.
Which brings us to Saint Martin de Porres, I told my daughter if she prayed to him he’d bring Totoro home to us. Well Tororo did come home to us after a day or two, and Saint Martin got a new admirer. I’d shown my daughter an old religious card, it was in my mother’s old prayer book, the only memento I have of my soon to be dead 20 years mother.
We pray to this saint or to that saint when we need a favour, when we are at our wit’s end. It amuses or bemuses other Faiths, and is a great source of comedy. It you are old enough you may remember Milo O’Shea and Yootha Joyce in Mi Mamma, in one episode several statues of the saints are thrown out into the landing because the Pope had said they may not be really saints after all.
Prayer has it rituals, I was an altar boy for 8 years and a reader for 5 years, so I had a front row seat to all the candle carrying and smoke shaking. It is theatre and it can be totally spellbinding. Ironically enough it’s the Requiem Mass which is the nicest, Lazarus being brought back from the dead. Jesus wept for his friend. Even though Lazarus would smell by now Jesus insisted, he brought his friend back to life.
So by using the avenue of a Saint we ask for favours. You’ll ask your mum or your aunty, or a friend to help when you really need a favour. So we use a Saint, though in my own case I can at times scream for the saint called Painkiller, arthritis and post quadruple heart bypass are horrible bedfellows.
In Europe and South America I believe you have a Saint’s Day which is like an extra Birthday, the saint after whom you are named gives you an extra day to celebrate. I’m all in favour of this. Christmas, Birthday, Saint’s Day as well as Pay Day which is a tradition too.
There is a great psychology behind prayer via a saint, it’s like picking your fantasy football team, with no shouting at the team doctor, and then they all work for you. You can see the passing and the build-up, and then a final pass and chip and volley and it’s in the back of the net. GOAL! The process of prayer is what makes you relax and calms you down. Then you have to accept what is.
You have to work out for yourself is prayer to this saint useful, is any prayer useful to any god, is there a God anywhere? I can only speak from my own life experience. Padre Pio I believe has intervened in my own life, if you read Padre Pio and Me you can judge for yourselves. If you feel humbled by what has happened against all the odds then we are perhaps in the realm of miracles.
The question is do you Believe, or do you wait till you have put your fingers in the wounds.
Happy Saints Day Saint Martin de Porres.
p.s. our neighbour wanted a daughter after having 3 sons, so my mum said try Saint Martin, she had a daughter Martina Quigley is her name
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