Sunday

Since Covid I don’t go to church, slowly trying to get my self back,getting used to mixing with people again. It’s difficult to say the least.unless you have been in this situating no way would you understand.

A few weeks we went to a very well known man’s funeral, he was loved by everyone, The church was overflowing, with people. I felt quite ok, and thought maybe now I will come back to church. w went for the cuppa tea and sat at a table with a few parishioners. One lady asked how I was and said your very welcome to come back to church, I was shocked, and a little annoyed,and said thank you with a smile,!

Then the filling week we went to a parish function, which was fantastic at our table the. Same parishioner was their, in front of everyone she said to me ,I didn’t see you at Mass on Sunday, I saw red, .thought to my self, what is it of her business if I go to Mass or not,!

It is between my self and God. I am honestly at the moment, struggling and each day I take it an hour at a time+

I am grateful for the faith I have, and each day , my prayer life is getting better..and I am going to leave everything in Gods hands

Flowers I received from David for my 65th Birthday 💜

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Saint Therese