I have tears in my eyes as I write about my beloved Fr. James who was not just a priest but a father who loved me as much as he did his own children. He was a familiar figure at our family gatherings. He would love coming over to our house to have a chat with my dad who was so fond of Fr. James. He always remembered my favorite hymns and I used to love attending the evening services at Holy Trinity church, Wellawatte. I had the privilege of teaching at the Sunday school at the Church of the Good Shepherd at the time he was the parish priest. He was always so kind towards me. I was most certainly blessed to have had in in my life. He had a large heart and large hands and when he would clasp mine at the end of the service, all my troubles would seem far away. I always saw my heavenly father's love towards me through Fr. James.
May God grant him rest eternal!
Ruani Makalanda
.
I have tears in my eyes as I write about my beloved Fr. James who was not just a priest but a father who loved me as much as he did his own children. He was a familiar figure at our family gatherings. He would love coming over to our house to have a chat with my dad who was so fond of Fr. James. He always remembered my favorite hymns and I used to love attending the evening services at Holy Trinity church, Wellawatte. I had the privilege of teaching at the Sunday school at the Church of the Good Shepherd at the time he was the parish priest. He was always so kind towards me. I was most certainly blessed to have had in in my life. He had a large heart and large hands and when he would clasp mine at the end of the service, all my troubles would seem far away. I always saw my heavenly father's love towards me through Fr. James.
May God grant him rest eternal!
Ruani Makalanda
.