Day 068i: The glowing hues of Sacred … (June 21, 2019)
Even though the Way is muddy and the skies are wet and my shoes are on the verge of coming undone, Michael and I make it easily into the town of Bardigues and its ornately colorful church dedicated to Saint Anthony (maybe Saint Anthony of Egypt – the very first Christian hermit, but more probably Saint Anthony of Padua, the patron saint of all things lost and found) …
“I like the idea that when I die, I will have a long sit-down chat with God and get answers to all my questions. For example, those apple cores that I threw out of car windows when I was a child — did any of them ever become trees?” ~ Kristine K. Stevens
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