Friday, June 10, 2005
Late last year he had a stroke and now is too old to come back to serve as a priest, even though he wanted to.
So out of surprise I yelled out "Hey Father!!" which of course got his attention, I can be loud ;).
He was so happy to see me, and that meant a lot.
Anyway, we talked a little and I got to see his excitement about my life and my faith as a new Catholic (revert).
So later I got to thinking, how we all joined in prayer for him and how speedy his recovery was for an old man, he is in his late 70's.
Only in around maybe October he collapsed at home and was taken to hospital, he couldn't talk, or walk, and now only a few months later, he almost looks back to normal, walking around the street and I could barely notice he still hadn't regained full use of his left arm. So again I think how amazing the power of prayer is, he just recovered so soon.
Also, just when he was looking for a place to live, an apartment came up for rent just near the Church presbytery, so he is never really alone and not far from the people he cares about. It's so nice how things work out sometimes.
He was very instrumental in my becoming a Catholic again and if I had not seen the love of God and the dedication to the faith in him, I would have been very disheartend.
I think at times we can take our priests and others who dedicate their lives to the faith for granted. They do such amazing works and what they do is not easy.