I turned with all my heart to the Lord my God, and he looked down on my lowliness and had mercy on my youthful ignorance. He guarded me before I knew him, and before I came to wisdom and could distinguish between good and evil, He protected me and consoled me as a father does his son.
VAYA CON DIOS, GO WITH GOD – Remembering Father Michael Clarke

You have kept an account of my tossing, a record of my tears. Are they not written in your book? (Psalm 56:8) Divine Mercy Sunday with the sun setting behind Bulverhythe Beach as I turn for home, word comes that Continue reading VAYA CON DIOS, GO WITH GOD – Remembering Father Michael Clarke