The sun reflecting just above the tabernacle curtain!
My name is Diana Cunningham, and I’ve been nicknamed “The Flower Lady” at CTK. I’m just a parishioner making flower arrangements, and I never expected to write an article about myself!
I was “recruited” by sweet Merri in Grief Ministry. She knew I was grieving the loss of my dear husband, Bob, who passed away last year from a brain tumor. I was grieving, but I have my faith. And I know that when the Holy Spirit taps you on the shoulder, you have to say “yes.”
My first “assignment” was Thanksgiving arrangements. When Arlene, the REAL Flower Lady Emeritus, gave my creations her stamp of approval, I kept going, and I’ve been at it ever since.
Some people say I “think outside the box.” Really, I don’t know any other way. I’ve always been a bit artistic and more than a bit quirky. God made me this way!
I was a teacher for years, but I had to leave my work due to Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy, a condition that causes chronic pain and burning and has left me with arm limitations. So being able to do this work now has amazed even me. I sometimes need help moving things around, and our sweet staff, especially Abby Walsh, ourDirector of Liturgy and Music, has been great about accommodating me.
Merri and Arlene and Abby have NO idea how much I love what I’m doing. I have found a new purpose, and I feel truly blessed. I try to do special things for the seasons, the holidays, the liturgies, and the kids — all with pleasing Him in mind.
Our church is beautiful, and I am humbled just to work quietly in His house. I am fully aware that I am flawed. I hope my frequent presence there will file down my pointy horns to little nubs!
Recently was the anniversary of my first date with Bob — a blind date. When I made the arrangement of autumn wildflowers to go in front of the altar, I told him these flowers were for the Lord, but for him, too. Theyhad to share. Then I asked for a sign that he’s okay.
I take photos after placing arrangements to check for balance. On my phone, I noticed a little light right above the tabernacle. I assumed it was a light fixture I’d never noticed, but when I enlarged the photo, I realized the sun had made a perfect reflection just above the tabernacle curtain. To me, it looked like Our Lord with His crown, halo, and raised hands.
Coincidence or a real answer? I don’t know. But I’ll take it to mean everything is okay, because God always hears our prayers. He may not always give us what we ask for, but He always gives us what we truly need!
Diana Cunningham is a parishioner.