Day 062l: An ever Grace-full graciousness … (06/15/2019)
After Cajarc made it clear that I was not to stop there for the night, Gaillac was the next town along The Way. And yet even though its hilltop vibe from afar was a pleasing one, its residents made it quite clear from the outset that pilgrims – at least mendicant pilgrims like yours truly – were not welcome on that day. Indeed, the very first local residents I encountered on the very outskirts of town were an English-speaking couple sitting together in their pathside garden. I greeted them warmly, told them of my Walk and its mission, and asked if there was anywhere a pilgrim might find rest for the night nearby. “Not really, but there’s a church just up the hill on the right.” “Fair enough,” I thought. “Then it is to the church I’ll go.” … 🙂
“Let us never forget that we pilgrims are a church unto ourselves; a church just as subject to misunderstanding and persecution, and yet a church that walks with serenity that is both born in and bears the force of Love.” ~ via Oscar Romero
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