My hiking boots are, that is to say. I walked the Starkenburg pilgrimage today, 12 weary miles to this flabby old man, but immensely satisfying. My confessor today said to me, “You sound like a man in need of a religious pilgrimage.”
And I did.
Public thanks to Our Lady of Sorrows, honored at this shrine. Thanks, too, to my wonderful bride for rearranging things on our busy schedule to make it possible for me to get away. It was great to see so many friends, old and new, and to have the chance to focus on the important things.
Our Lady of Sorrows, pray for us!