Pocket Crosses and a funny little prayer!
During my travelling days I would often pop into the odd Church (or 50) just to marvel at the architecture and to remind myself of the oh-so-peaceful feeling you find in small Churches, Chapels and the like.
I don’t remember where I was, but during a couple of the many visits I came across some ‘Pockets Crosses’ in a few small churches – which you could purchase for a donation. I managed to purchase two.
Now, I am not really religious but they just appealed to me. The idea is to carry these portable crosses around with you; I imagine for when you feel the need to pray.
I had sort of forgotten about them but I keep them in my ‘secret stash of Freddo’s jar’, and when one of my g.daughters spent some time with me recently she found the crosses.
I explained what they were and she immediately put her little palms together, closed her eyes, dipped her head and silently prayed. She looked so sweet and it really touched me.
When she had finished her rather lengthy prayer I asked if she had learnt to pray at school (her Daddy is a great believer in Christ so I wasn’t sure if she prayed at school or home). She told me they do pray at school, and then said, ‘Can I tell you my prayer, Nonna?’
Of course I said yes, adding, ‘Only if you want to’, as I respect her privacy even at the young age of 7.
She proceeded to say, ‘Dear Lord, Please make me poorly every Tuesday so that I can spend the day at Nonna’s house, and thank you for the birds, the butterflies and the flowers and all the lovely things in the world that you have given us’.
Oh my goodness, did I well up?
I hasten to add that K was only at my house on this particular Tuesday because she had a bit of a sickly tummy and school insisted she have 48 hours off!
Actually, it couldn’t have happened at a better time because it was also my birthday and to spend it with K made it extra-special.