Photo wast taken at Tooreenbawn, Millstreet, Co.Cork (Irl)

A beautiful flower called ‘Lace Cap Hydrangea’ looking its best even at this time of year.

Thought on Saturday – November – 05/11/2011

To coincide with Mid Term Break the Thought For Today this week is a repeat

A short story

There once was a wealthy man who was devastated when his only son was killed in a war. A friend of the son came to the house one day and gave the father a special gift: a painting he had done of his friend, the wealthy man’s son. It became the man’s most prized possession, even though he possessed a dazzling collection of priceless artwork. Some years later when the man died, his art was auctioned off. Collectors flocked to the event. The first piece on the block was the portrait of the man’s son. ‘Bring on the good stuff!’ one collector shouted when he saw the painting. ‘Who wants a picture like that?’ The auctioneer replied, ‘The gentleman left orders that this piece must be auctioned first.’ A friend of the deceased man finally made a bid of 10 Euro. In fact, his was the only bid and he got the painting. The auctioneer immediately announced, ‘The auction is over.’ A cry went up from the crowd. ‘What do you mean?’ the collectors shouted. The auctioneer explained, ‘The will states that he who is willing to take the son will receive everything else.’ God has said the same thing about his own son. Through his son God wants to give us everything.