Meet The Irish by Harry McGuirk
As I was growing up, just a little boy in the loving care of the Sisters of Charity in the working class parish of Saint James in Dublin, all kinds of beautiful stories were told to us by the lovely nuns. Sister Monica was the nicest. That’s where we first heard about God and his angels. You know it never leaves you until the day you die.
We still have groups of ladies in different parts of the world doing their wonderful acts of faith, hope and charity in the name of God. They don’t have worldly goods except the golden ring on their fingers, which signifies they are married to Christ.
There was of course Sister Ada of the Saint Joseph order, the world renowned Mother Theresa and Sister Maura Clark of the Mary Knolls. We believe in all their prayers for all of us. It’s a comfort to know that these angels lift us up when we are tired and weary. We thank them.
Our attention was drawn to these members of the leaders of Christ and other sisters, priests and brothers who keep the faith. One little angel is Sister Mary Beata, a sister of mercy who shares her love of music and song on records, tapes and public appearances.
Can sisters become grand marshals? Isn’t it time we had one.
I remember indeed training us for our place in life. It’s almost certain those tough soldiers and tough police who lead the parades were trained by humble sisters to face any adversity in life. May God be with them all.
Remember this sentence offered by Jesus, "And the meek shall inherit the earth." Maybe one Saint Patrick’s Day a nun will lead the parade and the millions might be joined to the heavenly harps and pipers.
Sister Mary Beata Gerrity is invited as a good friend and entertainer. Chances are you will hear Sister Beata and her lovely voice in any Irish town, USA. You will love the nostalgic songs that her parents sang and which Harry McGuirk played on the radio for a treat.
May God bless us all!