October 1, 2015

ROSARY  BEADS

He had stopped going to Church - too - 
too many years ago. But… then came 

this moment when Hail Mary full of grace 

moved him - at the hour of her death.

Amen. He saw his mom’s bone white

knuckles - like rosary beads - moving

in her hand. He was studying her face - 

her breathing - along with her dark green Connemara marble rosary beads. 

Her lips moved in prayer. All this 

moved him back to the faith.

What he didn’t know - as he sat there -

in her chair - next to her death bed -

was that she was still praying for him
for all these years to come back home.

 Andy Costello Reflections, 2015