*~got this email from rudney. instead of forwarding it i’ll just post it here~*
POWER OF THE ROSARY.
In turn, please send this e-mail to as many people as you possibly can, especially those who are ill, depressed and in despair. Thank you.
Jim Castle was tired when he boarded his plane in Cincinnati , Ohio,that night in 1981. The 45-year-old management consultant had put on a week-long series of business meetings and seminars, and now he sank gratefully into his seat ready for the flight home to
As more passengers entered, the place hummed with conversation, mixed with the sound of bags being stowed. Then, suddenly, people fell silent. The quiet moved slowly up the aisle like an invisible wake behind a boat. Jim craned his head to see what was happening, and his mouth dropped open. Walking up the aisle were two nuns clad in simple white habits bordered in blue. He recognized the familiar face of one at once, the wrinkled skin, the eyes warmly intent. This was a face he’d seen in newscasts and on the cover of TIME. The two nuns halted, and Jim realized that his seat companion was going to be Mother Teresa! As the la st few passengers settled in, Mother Teresa and her companion pulled out rosaries. Each decade of the beads was a different color, Jim noticed. The decades represented various areas of the world, Mother Teresa told him later, and added,”I pray for the poor and dying on each continent.” The airplane taxied to the runway and the two women began to pray, their voices a low murmur.Though Jim considered himself not a very religious Catholic who went to church mostly out of habit, inexplicably he found himself joining in.
