Where is Fr Tim

I went to mass at Queen of Peace Tuesday Evening but Fr Tim was not there. It was a communion service. I was disappointed. I asked the Lord where could Fr Tim be? Is he out of town, in Bend visiting relatives, or what? Here is the answer I got: "Doing official business here in town?" I then find out he was officiating at a ceremony here in town. Wow!

Stigmata

Today I was in the Eucharistic Adoration chapel downtown Salem, when I thought about Fr Tim and his hands that has several warts all of a sudden within the last month. I prayed that the Lord would not give him the Stigmata. It would mean so much suffering for him but I asked the Lord that His will be done.
I came home right after that. When I went to get my email, I knew there was something from him. And sure enough there was an email from him saying that his "stigmata" is going away due to a topical he applying right on them. Praise the Lord!!! When I asked my doctor about it, she said they come from a virus. Fr had thought so too.
Lord you are so good!!

When I fell asleep at the Wheel

One Sunday morning around 7:15 am, I was driving to the Trappist Monastery for mass in Lafayette, Oregon about 45 mins. from my house. I was driving up Hwy 99E when I fell asleep at the wheel. My car veered to the left to the other side of the dividing line. I suddenly felt a hand push me toward the door of the car. As I hit the door, I woke up and noticed I had fallen asleep and was driving on the wrong side of the road. I looked to my right side to see who was there and the seat was empty. Nobody was there. I was in the car all alone. I immediately drove back to my side of the road. Up ahead of me was a hill. When I got to the top of the hill, I looked to see what was coming and there was a car driving up the hill going about 60 mph. We were obviously in a collision course had I not been woken up. When I got home I called a cousin of mine and told her what happened. I asked her if she thought it was the Blessed Virgin Mary who had pushed me awake. She said: "No, it was not the Blessed Virgin Mary, it was your guardian Angel who did that!". I was speechless.

The Dinner

One day I invited my friend Sue and my pastor Fr Tim for dinner for 6:30 in the evening. Sue called me around 5 pm that evening to let me know she was wrapping things up at work and would be at my house soon. That would be a 30 min drive give or take. Now Fr Tim is usually pretty prompt. But as I was in the kitchen working, I said to the Lord: "Lord, I want Fr Tim to be here first and be early." At 6:15 pm the door bell rings. I went to the door expecting Sue to be there but instead here was Fr Tim. Now he says to me: "I know I'm early but I don't know why!" I said in reply: "Come on in, I'll explain!" So I told him what I did. He said: "Ada you are scaring me!"
And so it goes.

Buggy ride

Today I was thinking that I wanted to be at church early for the mission which starts at 7pm. A visiting priest from Chicago is doing it. The bus lets me out at 6:10 at my house, and I get home by 6:15. But I did not have time to create a dinner and then make it to church on time. So I asked the Lord if I could get a ride from Fr David. Maybe he could be going to visit somebody in my neighborhood. He could drop me off and it would give me time to eat dinner in plenty of time to go to church. As I am walking toward the bus stop, a car stops in the middle of the street and yells at me and offers me a ride home. I ask who he is, because I did not recognize him. He said David! DAVID? He did not look like the David I know from work. So he motions me to come to his car. I do so and it's Fr David Jaspers!! Oh, my God!! I can't believe this!! I get in the car, tell him what just happened, we both laugh and he can hardly believe it. So he goes: "Is this true?" "Yes, it's true." We both could not stop laughing and believe the Lord could be so accommodating. Is He good or what?

Puerto Rico

I had traveled to Puerto Rico in 1998 to attend an International Conference of an Organization I belong through work. My friends who were also attending the same conference left Saturday morning on a flight that would get them there in the late afternoon. I could not get on the same flight because all the seats were booked. So I tried getting a flight that would leave the night before. It's called a Red-eye flight probably due to lack of sleep. I get there in the morning, get to my hotel, register, then leave for Old Town San Juan. I only knew one person there, my friend Nick but he had been there three days by the time I got there and had no idea where he would be. As I was strolling the streets I became rather frightened because it reminded me of Spanish Harlem in NY. The Holy Spirit tried to tell me that there was no reason to be frightened. Everybody here is Puerto Rican and poverty is a common occurance.
As I was walking down this one street I happened to stumble into a Franciscan chapel. I walked in, and I noticed a life-size crucifix by the railing. I knelt in front of the crucifix and asked the Lord if I could bump into Nick unless He had other plans. I walked out the door, took two steps to the right, and suddenly I heard somebody yelling my name. I turned around and saw my friend Nick with three other friends. I looked up to the Lord and said to him: "BOY, you are good!" I then ran over to my friend Nick. He asked me if I would spend the day with them and I said yes. I had a great time that day. Thanks to the good Lord.

My Encounters with God

Today I went to the Brigittine Monastery for mass on the feast of Ash Wednesday. Fr Arsenius presided at the mass as the celebrant. Beautiful mass that he does partially in Latin.
We had a nice chat after mass and I discovered his father died Feb. 18th 2011 this year. Just a few short weeks ago. I burst into tears. I loved that man. I did his taxes for over twenty years. We became good friends.
I hope the good Lord will have mercy on his soul and give him peace.

The Virgen Mary's Help

My young son went out walking with some friends. They ended up at a local university study hall. My son went over to the Piano and started playing it. The other friends went on a stealing spree. When they got caught my son was arrested along with them since they came together. My son ended up in Juvenile detention. The judge sent my son to reform school and the other kids who had a record got off Scott free. My son was appointed a lawyer and I got one too. The whole time he was in that reform school I prayed the Rosary every waking moment that I had free for 10 days.
Eventually, my son was released after 10 days. When I talked to my lawyer he told me that it was rare that anybody get out that soon. The minimum stay is 30 days. Then I found out that one of the kids in our neighborhood was also in that reform school and acted as my son's body guard. He was not let anybody near him to bother him. My lawyer never sent me a bill after all this.
I attribute this unusual circumstances of unusual happening to the protection of the Blessed Mother.

The Shower

I had made a quilt for Nicole's new baby. I told the Lord that I wanted her family to give her and baby shower and that I wanted to be invited. Next day in the mail, here is the invitation to Nicole's baby shower. Oh, my!!

The Holy Spirit

I believe in the Holy Spirit and its works.

Oberammergau, Germany

I was sitting in the huge dining room the last night of our pilgrimage, when I noticed a priest across the room wearing his Roman Collar. I noticed that our pilgrimage leader priest not wearing his was sitting at the other end of my table not withing earshot. So I told the Lord: "Lord, Fr T. needs to go over that that priest and talk to him." Right after I said that, Fr T. got up and went over to that priest to talk to him then brought him over to greet us. His name was also Fr T. from Topeka KS.