POCKET MARY
Meet Pocket Mary. I found her for sale one day when I was with a holy friend, Prema, which made it all that much more "no accident-y." I bought all they had in stock, and gave them to all my Mary-loving friends.
Mary's had a few adventures, she's gone with kids to high school on test days, she's been to many a hospital waiting room as a loved one goes in for surgery. She's even been to Napal to help start a school. We've all lent our Marys to those that might need that extra little bit of comfort and protection. Let's just say she gets around.
My own pocket Mary has been given and returned to me any number of times, and then she just up and disappeared. I knew I was the last one to see her, so I'd just misplaced her somewhere - probably in a pocket, naturally, but no matter how many pockets I went through, I couldn't find Mary.
Yesterday, about 10 minutes after posting about the difficulty of remaining hopeful in challenging times, I went to my closet to get dressed, and I saw her, right there under my jeans, just lying there in plain sight suddenly.
She'd been there all along.
Friday, January 09, 2009
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Goosebumps.
: )
The Sisterhood of the Traveling Mary.
For some reason, after reading this post, I started hearing the music from Whoopi's Sister Act movies running through my head. I LOve those movies. You just never know about Mary....
...BTW, are you sure she was there the whole time? Hmmm?
but i think it should be Mary Pocket, you know like Polly.
:) great story!
I must get a pocket Mary!
"And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me..."
I prayed for you to get more guidance!! That image of Mommy Mary as Our Lady of Grace (with gems and blessings dripping from her fingertips that people don't see or ask for) is one of my favs! You and one other friend of mine seem to have direct pipelines to Her. :)
"She'd been there all along!"
Yep. That's about right!
And she made sure you saw her just when you needed her light. No accidents.
Love the pocket Mary. A wonderful thing. Kinda like how she showed up just when you needed her too.
beautiful grace.
:)
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