I decided to begin Monday’s Joyful mysteries again with one of my favorite places and restart the journey of the Holy Rosary from that bench over looking the peaks. Rather than posting search friendly terms I’m going back to being human. It’s okay to reset and begin again. Tomorrow I will take you back the the Deschutes river where my son caught a 19 inch brown trout.
At Smith Rock; I remember the hawks shadows along the cliffs and hearing the conversations of the climbers and the ones on the safety lines the afternoon before I set out to perform a show.
I’ve been blessed over the past few weeks like none other in my life. One of the blessings are that of my son growing up and standing strong in the light. Together we have discovered faith and enjoyed fishing along the river and enjoying the goodness our dear mother Mary the memory of her son, Jesus.
I also have been blessed by the holy spirit, who has guided me towards acceptance and has graced me during my prayers.
I’ve been touched by god’s angels with the voice of love and joy last week with music while watching pieces of the puzzle cleanly fall into place.
Let’s pray the Joyful Mysteries together.
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