Hello, my Friend! Hello today!
I hope you are in a good way!
No matter rain, no matter shine,
I hope your day is always fine!
When St. Pat came and taught all well,
He had some heav’nly tales to tell!
We Leprechauns did hear him speak,
And heard him praise the kind and meek.
We heard him tell of God’s own Son,
Whose Heart has Love for everyone!
Me Dad said Grampa heard him say
How Jesus loves in every way.
‘Tis Jesus, God, Savior of all…
St. Pat taught of, to tall and small!
The time came, though… St. Pat did pass…
All on our Isle of grand green grass,
Were sorrow-full…we missed him so…
But he’s in Heaven, that we know.
Then others came, so like St. Pat…
They taught of God’s love and all That!
One group of them…they dress in white,
Whene’er they come…’tis a grand sight!
They may, too, wear a cape that’s black,
Great love for Jesus, they don’t lack!
They’ve been in Ireland for so long…
Their Faith in Jesus is so strong.
They teach of Him like St. Pat did,
At first, we Leprechauns just hid!
Before long, we knew they were good…
The way we knew is ’cause they could
Just steal our gold like others might,
And sometimes even in our sight!
But they did not…they did not try,
And I think I can tell you why.
They teach of Jesus and His Love…
That He’s God’s Son sent from above.
Just like St. Pat, they’re kind to us…
Because we’re diff’rent, they don’t fuss.
Our hair of red and clothes of green,
Don’t seem to make them one bit mean.
I, Finney, say this, ’cause I know,
How wantin’ gold helps mean-ness show.
I’ve had to run and try to hide,
When those who have such greed and pride
Will try to bully and then steal
Not caring how others will feel.
Our Friends in white know what we say,
And try to help us know the way
To not be hurt and understand,
That such things happen in our land.
They tell us that some folks have pain
Which hurts their hearts and love does drain
Right from those hearts, and, they will do
Bad things, sometimes, to me and you.
“Try to forgive, and still be kind.
If you do this, you may just find
How Grace from God will help you cope.”
These words they say, give us grand hope,
That maybe we can do some good…
With Jesus’ help, we know we could!
Our Friends in white…they try to teach,
And show us just how we can reach
Into our hearts and find God’s there,
Because He can be anywhere!
All we need do is say okay,
And God will help on any day!
These Friends in white of whom I speak,
Say Jesus says we should be meek.
So, all these things we try to do,
Just like St. Pat did teach us, too.
He came to Ireland for us all,
No matter whether tall or small.
And now we have our Friends in white
Who also teach about the Light
That God did give, on Earth, to all,
No matter whether tall or small.
The one who taught these Friends in white,
Was Dominic…child of the Light.
His followers…woman or man…
They each are called “Dominican!”
My Friend who is called Father Bede…
He helps me when I feel I need
Some extra help to understand,
How I can be true fine and grand
When I know I just want to fight
Those bullies who get in my sight!
Some mischief is what’s on my mind,
And I just do not feel so kind!
But Fr. Bede says, “Oh, Finney,
I know that it is not easy!
He told me when he feels that way,
This prayer is just what he might say…
“Dear Sacred Heart of Jesus, please,
Bless each of us, our cares to ease.
Please keep us safe till life is done.
God bless us all! Yes, everyone!”
It’s God who has all that it takes,
And in our hearts, it’s Him Who makes
The Love that in our hearts will grow,
And help that angry feeling go!”
“Okay!” says I, to Father Bede.
“That God will give me what I need,
Is what I know is always true.
For all your help, I do thank you!”
And then I hug good Father Bede,
For taking time to talk and read
About how Jesus loves us all
No matter whether tall or small!
Maybe Bede, Pat and Dominic,
Would one day come on a picnic
With Daíthí, Pronshi…of course, me!
What grand fun that, of course, would be!
Mum’s apple bake and playin’ ball…
Life sure is good though we’re so small!
And when we’d be havin’ grand lunch,
I’d try to not think of that punch,
Right in the nose, I want to give
To that bully I should forgive!
Oh God, please help me, I do say,
On each and ev’ry fine grand day!
I am so glad we talked this way!
God bless you is what I do say!
Note from Nannie:
The Dominican Order, the “Order of Preachers”, was founded by St. Dominic (1170-1221). The Dominicans first arrived in Ireland in 1224. ..just three years after the death of St. Dominic. Two foundations were made in Ireland that first year, one in Drogheda and one in Dublin. (www.dominicans.ie)
http://www.catholic.com tells that “The custom of popes wearing white cassocks dates to Pope Pius V (1504-1572), a Dominican who chose to continue wearing the Dominican white habit as pope. Successive popes continued the custom, and it is now the traditional color of the pope’s clothing.”
Viva il Papa!