On the 1st November Polish families meeting and visiting graveyards with the Loved ones.
I remember lighting a candle during that day every year...
I am wasn't in Poland this year, I light my candles in the house, somewhere in Irish town.
God is good.
He saved me from those grey-black smoke this year again...
Shouldn't we pray more for those, who are gone?
They still have those secrets we would like to know...
They carry so much, but are they able to reach Heavenly door...?
Are they at least close enough?
Do they need something to get there?
Do we really consider our conduct throughout the life to be able to reach the beauty of our dream of Heaven?
What if, on the other side, won't listen our smart reasons, why we didn't done something what was good and right to do...
for example
help the woman or a men on the street ...
Do those, on the other side want to open the minds of the alive?
How much they are worrying about family and friends, that they may not reach happiness in the next life...
That life that waiting for them after their body will die?
What to do, to open those doors? The doors to Freedom and Love in Everyone...
Pray for them as they are in need of your help.
