by Sr. Noeleen Mooney, MMM Ireland 16.12.2021
I never cease to be in awe of the fact that simply looking down a microscope can be enough to recognize the cause of some of the most common parasitic and bacterial diseases. My early years in laboratory training had a lot to do with microscopic things. I learnt many mysteries of the unseen world from Gerry McDonnell and Dick Reilly in the laboratory of our Lady of Lourdes Hospital in Drogheda. It was a bit different from nursing (my initial learning) but very much to do with healing. It helps to ensure that people get the correct treatment. For many years I was involved in teaching others, mostly through basic training programmes of three to six months.
by Sr. Sheila Campbell MMM Ireland 13.12.2021
Yesterday I went to our parish church for Mass and, as I arrived early, sat watching as other people came in.
The first old man who arrived took his time and shuffled up to the side altar and lit a candle to Our Lady.
by Paddy Townley, Drogheda Ireland 11.12.2021
The Teddy Boys: I have a memory of Mother Mary Martin. It was one evening the Teddy boys had a big fight downtown. There were about 10 Teddy boys, and they were taken to Casualty in the Hospital by six Guardai (policemen). The guards had to keep them in the front hall and separate them forcibly into two groups. Things looked bad as the Teddy Boys were fighting still. At this time Mother Mary Martin came in the door.
by Sr. Prisca Ovat, MMM Kenya 08.12.2021
While some may refer to this as a tiny miracle, it is, for us, a huge success. Stephen Macharia was a successful taxi driver who first suffered a stroke and shortly afterwards a fall, resulting in a dislocation on his already paralyzed hand. His life is all around a wheelchair – an unimaginable, sudden traumatic experience of immobility and dependence.
by Vera Grant AMMM Ireland 06.12.2021
I knelt on the floor surrounded by all my treasures, boxed up, sealed and unwanted. The labelling was finished, Waterford Crystal glasses, bowls and vases; Tyrone Crystal glasses and condiment sets, Blue Willow plates, serving dishes and fruit bowls, ornaments, coffee pots, milk jugs, sugar bowls. The list was endless and there were more boxes stacked high containing the silver service and the cutlery, all given to us by my mother-in-law on our silver Wedding anniversary.
by Sr. Sheila Campbell, MMM Ireland 04.12.2021
Last night we had a community gathering of Sisters in my house. It was to be only a short meeting. Some in the group had other responsibilities and things to do. So, there was a certain anxiety to get on with the business. The meeting started off with a small agenda, but then the conversation wandered, dipped and dived, and drifted off into unformed resolutions. I found myself getting tetchy and impatient even though I had no other serious commitment for the rest of the night. Afterwards I berated myself for my attitude and I began to wonder what had caused my mood.
by Sr. Bernadette Fadegnon, MMM Republic of Benin/ Brazil 02.12.2021
There she stood under the shower,
Enjoying the warm running water
Delighting in its sweet touch
When suddenly the shower stopped running.
by Sr. Sheila Campbell MMM Ireland 29.11.2021
The other day I was in the chapel around 8.30 in the morning. As we are in winter months here in the Northern Hemisphere, the sun rises a little later each day. On this day the sun, just above the horizon, was streaming through the windows, casting shadows on the far wall. For some reason I was unexplainably content.
by Sr. Sheila Campbell MMM Ireland 25.11.2021
Some months back, I found myself in a large garden waiting for a visitor to the house. It was a warm, sunny day, always welcome in September. I sat on a garden bench and had the time just to feel the heat of the sun, hear the breeze as it swayed the small branches of the nearby tree and to notice a bunch of daisies at my feet.
by Sr. Helen Aherne MMM Ireland 22.11. 2021
Grief: what is it? Is it this empty feeling of pain, constant nagging pain. It is the loss of a dear one, one whom I had known most of my life, one I had looked up to, had depended on, and knew he would be able to sort any problem.
I do know he has gone to God; he was such a good man, such a good loyal faithful husband to Ann, who is my only sister and very dear to me. He was a father of 8 really great children.
