Bus Stop 7001

I walk past this bus stop every time I will hear mass at Brompton Oratory Church. It is along Brompton Road, is in front of Victoria and Albert Museum, just several meters away from the famous Harrods Department Store and is between South Kensington and Knightsbridge tube stations.

It could just be like any of the hundreds of bus stops in London except that, in late January of this year, when my spirit was so low and I was down on my knees begging God for a much needed favour, I noticed the ad from this bus stop. It’s an ad for a movie titled, ‘BIG MIRACLE’. I took a photo and that day and the days after, I pleaded God for a big miracle.

Months passed — I still strive to walk past the familiar route and this bus stop once again caught my attention. It has a new ad. No words. Just a plain picture of a rather tiny but precious heart, encapsulated in what seemed to be a bubble or crystal – I couldn’t properly decipher but it kind of articulated what I thought I would ask God.

Dear God, I have a tiny, fragile heart. Please tuck it in within the warmth of your protection and love and please bless those that this tiny little heart loves and care for. Amen.

6 thoughts on “Bus Stop 7001

  1. Awwww…. You are the sweetest friend I have in the world. I am sure, that even before you made that prayer, my dear Hadnelle, God has already answered it. 🙂 I’m still waiting for your answer. Will you come and join us for Bea’s graduation? 🙂 Come…. and let us distract you for a while. Blowing you many kisses. XOXO

  2. “I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
    I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
    I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
    and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

    here is the deepest secret nobody knows
    (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
    higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
    and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

    I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)”
    — E.E. Cummings

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