As I write this, the day after another September 11th anniversary, a truly terrifying hurricane inexorably approaches the Carolinas. And like those painful days following the Twin Towers attack had felt, this morning I sense a collective pause as millions of us hold our breath. We wait. And, yes, as hackneyed and ill-used as that phrase has become, we pray.
At some point in my life, I was made aware that all over the world were people, many of them women, who spent their lives in constant prayer. Yes. Always. What a joy to discover this!
This past summer I had the good fortune to meet one, Sister Virginia, who lives—and prays—in a convent in France, and is the (biological) sister of my husband’s ex-wife. For me, meeting this aging, slight nun, who radiated Love, who hugged me when introduced as if we were old, close friends, was like meeting a rock star!
Saturday, exploring the Italian section of Gloucester (MA), my husband and I discovered its magnificently decorated Mother of Grace Club. The club, I later learned from Google, had begun during World War II by Gloucester mothers who prayed for their sons serving in the military to return. And they did. (I also learned that Saturday was The Blessed Mother’s birthday. Which explains those amazing decorations!)
But walking past before googling about it, I’d already intuited what that club was about. Sitting on a folding chair just inside its garlanded, ruffled, opened doorway sat an older woman. Praying. And having sat, alone, in my completely empty meetinghouse when, during the week after September 11th, my Quaker meeting has opened its space to anyone who wished to come—although nobody came while I was there—there was something about her body language that spoke to me. Reminded me what it had felt like to pray without ceasing. To be like Sister Virginia and her spiritual sisters and brothers all over the world. To truly and whole-heartedly embrace the power of prayer.
Greetings and salutations to you and for very especially for you and to you my so, so very FOR ALWAYS awesomely precious and dearly special soul sistahfriend Christian Quaker white woman who you’re FOR ALWAYS so, so very much!!!!! Awww, oh, how I’ve been so longing for, yearning for, wanting to respond much sooner to all of your amazing blog post articles but my nagging and constantly flaring up physical disabilities have prevented me from doing so the way I so love to do! I so want to do a much longer, more detailed and thorough response but I don’t want to go on not writing anything so I’m doing a shorter summary and I so want share all of these as well-I just couldn’t wait and I’m so, so very eager in order to do so, my friend, Patricia!!!! What very powerful prayer group this has been and continuesnto be here!WOW!!!!! WOW here!!!!! I’d be so, so very much honored and blessed to be pure in heart like these awesome nuns!!!!! I try so, so very hard daily and very frequently to be a prayer warrior praying without ceasing!!!!! If only my physical disabilities weren’t so bad I’d love to get the training and education in order to be an ordained minister, my darling friend, Patricia!!!!! Sistah, what a very blessed and inspirational blog post article here which I just so love and enjoy!!!! God so, so very much loves and cherishes YOU, Patricia, AND SO DO I, TOO!!!!!!!😃❤!!!!!!YOURS FOR ALWAYS soul sistahfriend Christian black woman, Sherry Gordon in Iowa City, Iowa
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