Flowing to a land of peace We watch her gentle stream Old Churches, schools ravished by time Reflect her gentle beams. Starry nights and sun-filled days Upon her granite poised Where children played upon the bridge O´er shadowed now with noise. Yet peace she brings with every stone Where faltering birds do nest And otters with their children come To take their peace and rest. In her divine appointed flow Fear leaves no saddened thoughts For change is named upon her brow With no heightened sense of loss. And by her banks sweet angels flow Attending to their wards while we stand upon the bridge alone With only darker thoughts. Yet sweet repose and Love are here For all who hear her song Far away from bills to pay And every sense of wrong. Her gentle flowing higher streams Do guide us in our thoughts to a peaceful place of mind flowing o´er the darker rocks. ´Tis good for us to stop and hear Her gentle peaceful flow While Angels pass with quieter thoughts Allowing us to grow.
اسم من جوزف است و در اسکاتلند زندگی می کنم. دارم فارسی یاد میگیرم.
For those of us who may identify with Catholicism, the Divine Mercy movement looks the same as everything else in the religion, mystery, apparitions, suffering, God is angry with the world and the world needs mercy. There isn´t any new information there for the average Catholic except maybe a little bit more guilt than before.Continue reading “Divine Mercy and St Faustina Kowalska”
This is Paisley Abbey on 23 April 2022. In the second picture, what image do you see in the white mark?
This was the first library in North Ayrshire.