One of the great thing about pilgrimages is that you go home a much richer man. Richer in hope, richer in friends, richer in song and, of course, richer in countless graces which we will never fully understand. I am still on a big high from the pilgrimage last week. Seán is still blogging like crazy over at Juventutem London. He and Laurence England are writing some profound and thoroughly entertaining reflections on what were a blessed three days. I'm not. I keep things short and simples on my Corner.
Moments after praying for the healing of schism and heresy, Seán and I spotted some lost sheep and grabbed the chance to evangelise with both hands.
As I say in the sidebar, conversation is better when conducted in spontaneous song. FYI, I was breaking into this catchy number at the end...
I stumbled upon your blog somehow - possibly through Seraphic Singles, Linking to Mark Shea, linking to some bizarre traddie - and after seeing that site, I went back to Mark Shea to see what people had said. Yes - I might have found you there. Or not. I can't really remember, and I am no detective.
ReplyDeleteAnyway - I adore peanut butter - but hot? And are you actually saying that you eat it with mushrooms on Lebanese bread? Or is that just a badly constructed sentence?
Nope I'm serious. Give it a try
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