Tuesday, April 29, 2014
New Poem: "Buíochas le Día, Thanks Be to God"
Buíochas le Día, Thanks Be to God
“You nonreligious types think, that’s a funny little coincidence, but we Holy Rollers say that coincidence is just God working anonymously.” Anne Lamott, Operating Instructions: A Journal of My Son’s First Year.
I used to think it was the Luck of the Irish
That led me to you, you to me,
That brought me these three beautiful children, these grandchildren,
These marvelous friends and coworkers, this family.
Sometimes I wonder: Is it the Hand of God?
I know that I can never know for sure.
But this love is as real
As flesh and bone and blood . . .
And I am grateful beyond all words.
[Bob Coughlin / Kirtland, Ohio / April 29, 2014]