Beatification...an unexpected but perfect view
I awoke early this morning on Divine Mercy Sunday...the day of Beatification of John XXIII and John Paul II. I headed towards the Vatican...knowing I wouldn't get too far. Within one mile I hit a road block of humanity. I could get no further than the far side of the castle de Angelo .
I watched as valiant men from all nations held their flags high and forged onward...like A civil war general leading the charge at Gettysburg. With courage and valor they met the pointy elbows of little Italian women...and fell.
I had enough. I grabbed a free bottle of water, turned and swam upstream.
Nothing new to my life.
I arrived at Mary Queen of Apostles church in time for Holy Eucharist.
I knelt, prayed and offered intentions.
I went to my room, turned on the tv and watched the liturgy happening blocks away.
My wife and I conversed via text as she watched in the states. Bells tolled in the city announcing the moment in time.
It was the best canonization I ever attended.
Now it is off to fight some crowds in order to catch a bus to a small little town.
Saints John Paul and John ....pray for us.
I watched as valiant men from all nations held their flags high and forged onward...like A civil war general leading the charge at Gettysburg. With courage and valor they met the pointy elbows of little Italian women...and fell.
I had enough. I grabbed a free bottle of water, turned and swam upstream.
Nothing new to my life.
I arrived at Mary Queen of Apostles church in time for Holy Eucharist.
I knelt, prayed and offered intentions.
I went to my room, turned on the tv and watched the liturgy happening blocks away.
My wife and I conversed via text as she watched in the states. Bells tolled in the city announcing the moment in time.
It was the best canonization I ever attended.
Now it is off to fight some crowds in order to catch a bus to a small little town.
Saints John Paul and John ....pray for us.
