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The Unknown Homeless Man Of Kalyves

August 5, 2017

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Life has been hectic since our return from the Greek island of Crete just last week but somehow I keep thinking about him. These are words which I scribbled down on the night we had made enquiries about a homeless man we had previously met in 2009…

“We returned after eight years and found the square again in the same traditional Greek village of Kalyves but you were gone…

“Look after yourself,” I had told you but sadly I cannot remember now our conversation. We bought you something to eat – you, the drifter, a million miles from home. But where was “home?”

“America,” you had said. When we said we were from Ireland, you smiled at some distant memory and whispered simply: “I remember Ireland… lots of rainbows…”

Mystery soul, you are gone, a local told us; buried in a municipal grave; your funeral financed by the government. Every night you would sit on a circular seat built around a tree in the square. My husband gave some money to the nearby kiosk owner before we left. We had only stayed there for a week in 2009. “Please give that man some food each day when we are gone,” he had asked him. But there was a different kiosk owner now. Nothing ever stays the same, as life ebbs in, like the rolling tide beyond our little balcony…

Where did you come from? You never really wanted to talk about yourself or how it was you came to be there. Were you a missing person from where you once lived? Somewhere in this world a mother gave birth to you once. Then you drifted around the world, or perhaps you were running away from something or someone… You weren’t very old – forties perhaps. Is your mother alive or did she die, not knowing where on earth you ever went to?

The full moon reflects tonight on the rippling waves of Kalyves as we think of you, homeless friend, wondering whatever happened in the end. Sleeping rough, even in Crete, can wear a body down. Where is your soul tonight, homeless man? Will I ever meet you again? Did I share salvation’s story with you? What did we say to you?

These are questions that have been burning in my mind, as I think of this and other souls I have met in recent years – only to later discover that these souls had passed into eternity.

As I journey along, sometimes meeting a drifter (or even a very conservative settled person) that I will never ever meet again in this life, Lord help me to be faithful to them, sharing Your love and Salvation’s Story with them. Their reaction is irrelevant – I must do my part in the strength of the Lord – and then pray with all my heart for these souls you loved and died for.

“For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth; to the Jew first, and also to the Greek.” (Romans 1v16)

Lord, help us to be faithful. Help me to be faithful.

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Singing on the Journey Home

February 4, 2010

“Singing on the Journey Home – True Stories with Favourite Hymns & Photographs”

ISBN: 978-0-9557155-1-8 Published 2008 Retail Price: £7.50 (Sterling) or €8.50 (Euro)

“On the beautiful evening of Monday, 28th August 1978, a spiritual battle raged within me. I thank God that His power prevailed and that He assisted me to take that life-changing step from darkness into His marvellous light, through faith in the shed blood of His Son Jesus Christ. Now thirty years later, I feel led of Him to write thirty little chapters from my life; each one praising Him for His love and mercy to me. Linked to these stories are lovely old hymns which have touched my heart over the years, in addition to many colour photographs of Irish and international locations. My prayer is that those who love the Lord will be blessed and encouraged; while others will find my Saviour, whose shed blood on their behalf has inspired men and women to write verse and music to His glory throughout the ages.”

The above is based on early childhood memories of my parents ‘singing on our journeys home’ and was written to commemorate 30 years since the evening I trusted the Lord Jesus Christ as Saviour. For each year I have written a little story from my life’s experiences, while linked with these stories are appropriate favourite hymns and colour photographs from Ireland; a few reflecting international travel over my years. Wherever possible I have researched the background to the old hymns quoted – material in itself which makes interesting reading. Although a few of the hymns are obscure and little is known about their authors, I felt that I must include them because their words have touched me at certain stages on my life’s journey. The book includes early childhood memories and life before coming to know the Lord; events which led to my salvation; and then many little experiences which occurred during my life of faith. Some of these are more dramatic than others, but they all have one common theme… with God all things are possible!