Give 'em Hail

I was just sittin here lookin at the rain pouring down outside the wee cottage, and I got to thinking. I have never gotten anything that I prayed to God for. Nothing that I wanted just for me. Nothing directly. Nothing selfish. I've got rope burns from thousands of beads passed through my fingers praying the Rosary for my sons. They both have good Catholic wives. Fine young women I am proud to call my daughters-in-law. I still pray for them. My sons are good Catholic men. I have two grandchildren who absolutely light up my world, and others to come soon I know ( I ain't sayin those beads fur nothin!). I have brothers and sisters - two and seven. One sister is not here now; she's with God, and Dad, and Mom. The whole crazy extended family is totally dysfunctional, but there's a lot of Irish blood in there, so we're good at it. Don't get me started on the Irish-Italian section; they're like wet dynamite. I love 'em all. I pray for all of 'em. You want to help your loved ones.........give 'em Hail! The beads a day keep beelzebub away. Like I said...I never got nothin from God that I prayed for. No thing or no one I wanted..... just everything and everyone I needed...and that's all I want. p.s. Get some place quiet and be still and listen. He really does whisper. His voice is there, in every breeze and passing wind. Pax Tecum!