Coco Ranger and Bella Lema


January Reflection

On Christmas Eve, my Beloved John surprised me with an adorable chocolate bear looking puppy with hazel eyes weighing just 5 pounds and seeming very hungry.  At first I thought ‘O No!  my hand still hurts; he quickly retorted ‘Sweetie, our Bella Lema will love him and show him the way…and he is right…I adore my new gift!

With God, there exists no stroke of coincidence; no luck that we can grab and call our own.  HE has nestled us slowly in the core of our being with CoCo Ranger and our Bella Lema.  Now begins their adventures gallivanting together in the backyard.

our babies

…they are angels…only when they sleep together!


Painting by Ron DiCianni

A Challenge – A Cry for Life Before Death

My heart bleeds anew with anguish…

The state of New York has declared a further blow against LIFE in the womb, even after birth.  Can you imagine that horror?  61 Million potential human beings have been aborted in America since 1973.  With this unconscionable action, can America really call itself the most successful nation in the world?  I know, NOT!  The proponents of this ‘death’ culture even celebrated this new law by illuminating the World Trade Center with pink lights — the travesty against humanity continues — but Hope prevails:

“This is the covenant I will establish with them after those days, says the Lord:  I will put my laws in their hearts, and I will write then upon their minds…their sins and their evildoing I will remember no more.” (Letter to the Hebrews 10:11-18)

My sad heart begs forgiveness.

“Chose love and peace will follow.”

“Choose peace and love will follow.”

By Mary Helen Doyle







This Kadupul flower grows deep in the forest of Sri Lanka, rare because it blooms only at midnight and dies before dawn.  This amazing flower brings to mind that any prayer is precious in the eyes of God.  Humbly do I share this prayer for you:


Today, my life is a gift given, not in years, but a day at a time.  Today is the day the Lord has made for me, and He planned it to be the most important day of my life.

Yesterday is gone, never to return.  I must not worry about it, but leave it in the hands of God.  Tomorrow and all that it holds is God’s secret and its coming is not assured.

Only today is mine.  Each day, arranged by God with infinite wisdom and goodness is His gift, His act of love for me.  In thanksgiving I will offer Him every day the gift of myself – my prayers, works, joys and sufferings.

Dear Lord, receive it graciously.

…from the Salesian Missions…