Below is how I ended my last blog (this is #4 in what has become a
William Vincent David Montada series)! If you want this blog to make the most
sense, consider reading my last 3. The last blog quoted below
speaks of my pondering over
speaks of my pondering over
NOT having Vincent in my home on Christmas.
"So, my choice leaves me meandering about William Vincent David Montada.
As I sit at home in my jammies with the fireplace on
EVER so grateful to be where I am right now...
...praying he is safe and warm....
praying he found an inn."
So, here is Blog #4:
THE PHONE RANG LAST NIGHT. IT WAS AN ODD NUMBER SO I DID NOT PICK UP. NO MESSAGE. THE SAME NUMBER RANG THIS MORN; THERE WAS A MESSAGE.
"Cheryl, this is William Vincent David Montada."
He then proceeded to speak in Spanish in what I believed after many listenings was an explanation of his journey followed by a thank you!
But I needed to be sure.
I called the Holy Family Catholic Church in Novi because they have
a ministry to Hispanic folk. I asked
if I stopped by if she would listen to the message and verify it for me.
She agreed so I went over there and my interpretation had been pretty accurate. The message was his explanation of where he has been, where he is and where he is headed.
He then ended with what I thought I had heard....with thanks and love, with wishes for my husband and family...the same spirit I sensed in him when I first wrote of his
"gratitude and grace."
I cannot express how deeply this affected me. Deep enough for tears.
I have been touched by countless folk in my personal/professional life but Vincent (in that one short hour or two) seemed to touch something deep within me. I saw a vulnerability that was representative of too many persons on this planet. I did not know how to respond to it. I did not know how he became so vulnerable. I did not know if/what was his to do and if/what was mine to do.
I just knew we BOTH needed to do SOMETHING!
I will always wonder if what I did in the first place was a help or a hindrance practically.
But, this call tells me that what we DID do together was to HEAR each other's hearts.
I shall hope to rest in that as I
repeat what I put in that first blog.
Thank you, William Vincent David Montada.
Gracious.
So, here is Blog #4:
THE PHONE RANG LAST NIGHT. IT WAS AN ODD NUMBER SO I DID NOT PICK UP. NO MESSAGE. THE SAME NUMBER RANG THIS MORN; THERE WAS A MESSAGE.
"Cheryl, this is William Vincent David Montada."
He then proceeded to speak in Spanish in what I believed after many listenings was an explanation of his journey followed by a thank you!
But I needed to be sure.
I called the Holy Family Catholic Church in Novi because they have
a ministry to Hispanic folk. I asked
if I stopped by if she would listen to the message and verify it for me.
She agreed so I went over there and my interpretation had been pretty accurate. The message was his explanation of where he has been, where he is and where he is headed.
He then ended with what I thought I had heard....with thanks and love, with wishes for my husband and family...the same spirit I sensed in him when I first wrote of his
"gratitude and grace."
I cannot express how deeply this affected me. Deep enough for tears.
I have been touched by countless folk in my personal/professional life but Vincent (in that one short hour or two) seemed to touch something deep within me. I saw a vulnerability that was representative of too many persons on this planet. I did not know how to respond to it. I did not know how he became so vulnerable. I did not know if/what was his to do and if/what was mine to do.
I just knew we BOTH needed to do SOMETHING!
I will always wonder if what I did in the first place was a help or a hindrance practically.
But, this call tells me that what we DID do together was to HEAR each other's hearts.
I shall hope to rest in that as I
repeat what I put in that first blog.
"With his half English and my half Spanish, we met in the middle and found each other and what we found was a fast friendship that I shall never forget.
I am pretty sure God was our interpreter.
Thank you, William Vincent David Montada.
I will not forget you."
Gracious.
Dios Bendiga.
Vaya Con Dios.
Amigo.
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