Love Life

Dear Children and Grand Children,

I told you yesterday how in today’s world, Mauritius is a rare and exemplary model for its reverence and profound respect towards multi denominational fervor.

I told you how on the occasion of the feast of St. Louis, the patron saint of our capital, Port Louis, the bishop celebrated mass assisted by some thirty priests. Present at the mass were the Honorable Prime minister, Dr. Navinchandra Ramgoolam and Mrs V. Ramgoolam, the president of the Republic of Mauritius and his wife, the vice president and a large number of ministers and dignitaries. It was edifying to see the respect with which Indians, Muslims, Buddhists etc. attended this 90 minute celebration in a cathedral packed with people covering a broad spectrum of creed and color.

On August 13th 2006 my post urged us all to pray for our ancestor Francois Leclezio on the occasion of the 155th anniversary of his death. Today at Ste. Therese church in Curepipe, the priest invited us to pray for our genealogical tree. You know that I have been doing that practically daily for years. But today I thanked God particularly for our gift of faith spanning so many generations. While praying for the Leclezios, the Adams, the Whitakers, I asked that our generation adopt the following prayer as our family’s principle:

“May we continue to sow love wherever we are led to plant it regardless of the quality of the soil. Remember that while arid soil can produce sweet fruit, fertile fields can yield bitter and sour crops. Continue to sow as best you know for it is not important to know who gets to reap what crop?”

Thereafter I thanked God for His special blessing to have allowed us to erect a monument in memory of Mama right at the entrance of Holyrood cemetery.

Considering how our family’s faith has endured through the years, although it has so often been tested and suffocated by the vast material wealth that has been at the root of many a dispute, I prayed that God willing we may be allowed to erect similar monuments at cemeteries where our ancestors are buried in Mauritius.

Indeed the love of the Cross of Christ will help us thread our way through the eye of the needle.

Much love to you all. Hugs and kisses.

God bless.

Bopbops