Here’s how this week’s arts and culture column begins:
I’ve been for several weeks in Ireland’s County Galway, “enjoying” some of the worst summer weather in living memory. When even the Irish acknowledge the gloom, you know you’re in trouble.
One bright spot has been the Church of the Immaculate Conception, a huge stone structure with ornamental battlements that towers over the village of Oughterard.
Adoration is held after 10 a.m. Mass Tuesdays and Fridays. That first Tuesday, Father Michael guided us into the Lamb of God Chapel, led the Divine Praises, and dimmed the lights.
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hi heather
i just wanted you to know how grateful i am for all you are writing. i like the themes. i think we have the themes in common. if i would have another life, i would be a worker for social justice, esp. between men and women. and children! i would go through the supermarket and get involved, — no more crying children.
although we have the themes in common, i can not reach out to your loneliness behind it. i told myself to write a comment to all your postings, but i can not think well and then i write stupids.
i pray for you everyday, that we are good Christians and follow the way , truth and life.
i will continue writing some comments but i was just saying, that think of you everyday!
continue and i continue and everything will be well in Him.
Thank you for sharing your Ireland journey, dearest Heather! And Thank you for sharing your beautifully kind heart and soul!
I’m convinced your prayers and goodwill are keeping me afloat–thank you dear women.
Thank you Heather. I wish I had kept up better with you on your pilgrimage, but I have not read every post. You are in my prayers. Women entering the later years need each other. It is a time of life I do not feel well prepared for, and I am thankful for what you share. At one time I must have thought by old age I would no longer be a sinner, but here I am. I still need grace and the sacrament of confession. God bless you.
Oh yeah, Ingrid, I am kind of enjoying this uncharted territory of elderhood…today, anyway…a sense of humor helps, as always..and as you say, Confessionr. Patience is shorter; we more easily tire and flounder and flag…I have plenty of life in my left, though. If I could make it through these last two-and-a-half months in Europe, which were a challenge to say the least, I am not ready for the coffin just yet! Blessings to you–thanks for your readership.
A long time reader and a long time Adorer, I love this and recognize what you and Father Carretto have written. Beautiful and true.
His Kingdom is not of this world…thank you, dear Chris. Pray for us, Fr. Carretto!