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"Go therefore, and make disciples of all the nations...
Teach them to carry out everything I have commanded you.
And know that I am with you always, until the end of time.
Matthew 28:10a-20
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On Monday, January 6, 2014 11:59 AM, Gayle Boller <gbo...@fuse.net> wrote:
MEET OUR ROLE MODEL IN LIFE " MOTHER THERESA "
Jim Castle was tired when he boarded his plane in Cincinnati , Ohio , that
> night in 1981. The 45-year-old management consultant had put on a week
> long series of business meetings and seminars, and now he sank gratefully
> into his seat ready for
> > the flight home to Kansas City , Kansas .
> >
> > As more passengers entered, the place hummed with conversation, mixed
> > with the sound of bags being stowed. Then, suddenly, people fell silent.
> > The quiet moved slowly up the aisle like an invisible wake behind a
> > boat. Jim craned his head to see what was happening, and his mouth
> > dropped open.
> >
> > Walking up the aisle were two nuns clad in simple white habits bordered
> > in blue. He
> > recognized the familiar face of one at once, the wrinkled skin, and
> the eyes warmly intent. This was a face he'd seen in newscasts and on the
> cover of TIME. The two nuns halted, and Jim realized that his seat
> companion was going to be Mother Teresa!
> >
> >
> > As the last few passengers settled in, Mother Teresa and her companion
> > pulled out rosaries. Each decade of the beads was a different color, Jim
> > noticed.. The decades represented various areas of the world, Mother
> > Teresa told him later, and added, 'I pray for the poor and dying on each
> > continent.'
> >
> > The airplane taxied to the runway and the two women began to pray, their
> > voices a low murmur. Though Jim considered himself not a very religious
> > Catholic who went to
> > church mostly out of habit , inexplicably he found himself joining in.
> >
> > By the time they
> murmured the final prayer, the plane had reached cruising altitude.
> Mother Teresa turned toward him. For the first time in his life, Jim
> understood what people meant when they spoke of a person possessing an
> 'aura'. As she gazed at him, a sense of peace filled him; he could no more
> see it than he could see the wind but he felt it, just as surely as he
> felt a warm summer breeze.
> >
> > 'Young man,' she inquired, 'do you say the rosary often?' 'No, not
> > really,' he admitted.
> >
> > She took his hand, while her eyes probed his. Then she smiled.. 'Well,
> > you will now.' And she dropped her rosary into his palm.
> >
> > An hour later Jim entered the Kansas City airport where he was met by
> > his wife, Ruth. 'What in the world?' Ruth asked when she e noticed the
> > rosary in his hand. They kissed and Jim described his encounter.
> >
> > Driving home, he said. 'I feel as if I met a true sister of God.'
> >
> > Nine months later Jim and Ruth visited Connie, a friend of
> theirs for several years. Connie confessed that she'd been told she had
> ovarian cancer. 'The doctor says it's a tough case,' said Connie, 'but I'm
> going to fight it. I won't give up.' Jim clasped her hand. Then, after
> reaching into his pocket, he gently twined Mother Teresa's rosary around
> her fingers. He told her the story and said, 'Keep it with you Connie. It
> may
> > help.'
> >
> > Although Connie wasn't Catholic, her hand closed willingly around the
> > small plastic beads. 'Thank you,' she whispered. 'I hope I can return
> > it.'
> >
> > More than a year passed before Jim saw Connie again. This time her face
> > was
> > glowing, she hurried toward him and handed him the rosary.
> >
> > 'I carried it with me all year,' she said. 'I've had surgery and have
> > been on chemotherapy, too. Last month, the doctors did second-look
> > surgery, and the tumor's
> > gone.. Completely!' Her eyes met Jim's. 'I knew it was time to give the
> > rosary back.'
> >
> > In the fall
> of 1987, Ruth's sister, Liz, fell into a deep depression after her
> divorce. She
> > asked Jim if she could borrow the rosary, and when he sent it, she hung
> > it over her bedpost in a small velvet bag. At night I held on to it,
> > just physically held on. I was so lonely and afraid,' she says, 'yet
> > when I gripped that rosary, I felt as if I held a loving hand.'
> >
> > Gradually, Liz pulled her life together, and she mailed the rosary back.
> > 'Someone else may need it,' she said.
> >
> > Then one night in 1988, a stranger telephoned Ruth. She'd heard about
> > the rosary from a neighbor and asked if she could borrow it to take to
> > the hospital where her
> > mother lay in a coma. The family hoped the rosary might help their
> > mother die peacefully. A few days later, the woman returned the beads.
> > 'The nurses told me a coma patient can still hear,' she said, 'so I
> > explained to my mother that I had Mother Teresa's rosary and that when I
> > gave it to her she could
> let go; it would be all rosary in her hand. Right away, we saw her face
> relax. The lines smoothed out until she looked so peaceful, so young.' The
> woman's voice caught. 'A few minutes later she was gone.'
> >
> > Fervently, she gripped Ruth's hands. 'Thank you.'
> >
> > Is there special power in those humble beads? Or is the power of the
> > human spirit simply renewed in each person who borrows the rosary? Jim
> > only knows that requests continue to come, often unexpectedly. He always
> > responds though, whenever he lends the rosary, 'When you're through
> > needing it, send it back.
> > Someone else may need it.'
> >
> > Jim's own life has changed, too, since his unexpected meeting on the
> > airplane. When he realized Mother Teresa carries everything she owns in
> > a small bag, he made an effort to simplify his own life.
> >
> > 'I try to remember what really counts - not money or titles or
> > possessions, but the way we love others,' he says.
> >
> > MAY GOD BLESS US ABUNDANTLY, MAY MOTHER MARY ASK HER SON JESUS TO SHOWER
> > YOU all and your families WITH GRACE.
> > ;
> > Please feel free to pass this mail on, especially to all those in
> > despair so
> > that they might know that they are not alone in their hour of
> need..
> >
> > The reason I sent you this mail is because I know the power of the
> > prayers of these simple beads and I wanted to share it with you. Every
> > sacrifice has a fruitful reward. Every failure has a second chance.
> >
> > We only have to be strong thru God's grace and persevere in life's many
> > tests!
> > May GOD bless us all..............
Jim Castle was tired when he boarded his plane in Cincinnati , Ohio , that
> night in 1981. The 45-year-old management consultant had put on a week
> long series of business meetings and seminars, and now he sank gratefully
> into his seat ready for
> > the flight home to Kansas City , Kansas .
> >
> > As more passengers entered, the place hummed with conversation, mixed
> > with the sound of bags being stowed. Then, suddenly, people fell silent.
> > The quiet moved slowly up the aisle like an invisible wake behind a
> > boat. Jim craned his head to see what was happening, and his mouth
> > dropped open.
> >
> > Walking up the aisle were two nuns clad in simple white habits bordered
> > in blue. He
> > recognized the familiar face of one at once, the wrinkled skin, and
> the eyes warmly intent. This was a face he'd seen in newscasts and on the
> cover of TIME. The two nuns halted, and Jim realized that his seat
> companion was going to be Mother Teresa!
> >
> >
> > As the last few passengers settled in, Mother Teresa and her companion
> > pulled out rosaries. Each decade of the beads was a different color, Jim
> > noticed.. The decades represented various areas of the world, Mother
> > Teresa told him later, and added, 'I pray for the poor and dying on each
> > continent.'
> >
> > The airplane taxied to the runway and the two women began to pray, their
> > voices a low murmur. Though Jim considered himself not a very religious
> > Catholic who went to
> > church mostly out of habit , inexplicably he found himself joining in.
> >
> > By the time they
> murmured the final prayer, the plane had reached cruising altitude.
> Mother Teresa turned toward him. For the first time in his life, Jim
> understood what people meant when they spoke of a person possessing an
> 'aura'. As she gazed at him, a sense of peace filled him; he could no more
> see it than he could see the wind but he felt it, just as surely as he
> felt a warm summer breeze.
> >
> > 'Young man,' she inquired, 'do you say the rosary often?' 'No, not
> > really,' he admitted.
> >
> > She took his hand, while her eyes probed his. Then she smiled.. 'Well,
> > you will now.' And she dropped her rosary into his palm.
> >
> > An hour later Jim entered the Kansas City airport where he was met by
> > his wife, Ruth. 'What in the world?' Ruth asked when she e noticed the
> > rosary in his hand. They kissed and Jim described his encounter.
> >
> > Driving home, he said. 'I feel as if I met a true sister of God.'
> >
> > Nine months later Jim and Ruth visited Connie, a friend of
> theirs for several years. Connie confessed that she'd been told she had
> ovarian cancer. 'The doctor says it's a tough case,' said Connie, 'but I'm
> going to fight it. I won't give up.' Jim clasped her hand. Then, after
> reaching into his pocket, he gently twined Mother Teresa's rosary around
> her fingers. He told her the story and said, 'Keep it with you Connie. It
> may
> > help.'
> >
> > Although Connie wasn't Catholic, her hand closed willingly around the
> > small plastic beads. 'Thank you,' she whispered. 'I hope I can return
> > it.'
> >
> > More than a year passed before Jim saw Connie again. This time her face
> > was
> > glowing, she hurried toward him and handed him the rosary.
> >
> > 'I carried it with me all year,' she said. 'I've had surgery and have
> > been on chemotherapy, too. Last month, the doctors did second-look
> > surgery, and the tumor's
> > gone.. Completely!' Her eyes met Jim's. 'I knew it was time to give the
> > rosary back.'
> >
> > In the fall
> of 1987, Ruth's sister, Liz, fell into a deep depression after her
> divorce. She
> > asked Jim if she could borrow the rosary, and when he sent it, she hung
> > it over her bedpost in a small velvet bag. At night I held on to it,
> > just physically held on. I was so lonely and afraid,' she says, 'yet
> > when I gripped that rosary, I felt as if I held a loving hand.'
> >
> > Gradually, Liz pulled her life together, and she mailed the rosary back.
> > 'Someone else may need it,' she said.
> >
> > Then one night in 1988, a stranger telephoned Ruth. She'd heard about
> > the rosary from a neighbor and asked if she could borrow it to take to
> > the hospital where her
> > mother lay in a coma. The family hoped the rosary might help their
> > mother die peacefully. A few days later, the woman returned the beads.
> > 'The nurses told me a coma patient can still hear,' she said, 'so I
> > explained to my mother that I had Mother Teresa's rosary and that when I
> > gave it to her she could
> let go; it would be all rosary in her hand. Right away, we saw her face
> relax. The lines smoothed out until she looked so peaceful, so young.' The
> woman's voice caught. 'A few minutes later she was gone.'
> >
> > Fervently, she gripped Ruth's hands. 'Thank you.'
> >
> > Is there special power in those humble beads? Or is the power of the
> > human spirit simply renewed in each person who borrows the rosary? Jim
> > only knows that requests continue to come, often unexpectedly. He always
> > responds though, whenever he lends the rosary, 'When you're through
> > needing it, send it back.
> > Someone else may need it.'
> >
> > Jim's own life has changed, too, since his unexpected meeting on the
> > airplane. When he realized Mother Teresa carries everything she owns in
> > a small bag, he made an effort to simplify his own life.
> >
> > 'I try to remember what really counts - not money or titles or
> > possessions, but the way we love others,' he says.
> >
> > MAY GOD BLESS US ABUNDANTLY, MAY MOTHER MARY ASK HER SON JESUS TO SHOWER
> > YOU all and your families WITH GRACE.
> > ;
> > Please feel free to pass this mail on, especially to all those in
> > despair so
> > that they might know that they are not alone in their hour of
> need..
> >
> > The reason I sent you this mail is because I know the power of the
> > prayers of these simple beads and I wanted to share it with you. Every
> > sacrifice has a fruitful reward. Every failure has a second chance.
> >
> > We only have to be strong thru God's grace and persevere in life's many
> > tests!
> > May GOD bless us all..............
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