God is talking, are you listening?
Last week I took my mother to All Saints Cemetery to visit my fathers grave. While we were there she asked if I’d mind stopping at the grave of the daughter of one of her friends. This little girl died when she was five, back in the 70′s.
We got out of the car and I noticed that these grave sites were not like the others. They all belonged to children. They had lambs, and toys and teddy bears on them. My mom explained that this was the area of the cemetery reserved for children and infants.
I read a wonderful and inspiring story on Damian Thompson’s blog for the Telegraph, Holy Smoke, about an “unfinished sermon” by a Monsignor William Kerr. Monsignor Kerr “collapsed with a stroke while delivering a sermon in Tallahassee, Florida” and he later died at the hospital. I highly suggest you read the whole story at Damian’s blog, but here are the parts that inspired me.
Monsignor Kerr “was famous for having administered the last rites to one of serial killer Ted Bundy’s victims and then became a spiritual counselor for Bundy on death row” (Holy Whapping blog).
