When the time for Pentecost was fulfilled,
they were all in one place together.And suddenly there came from the skya noise like a strong driving wind,and it filled the entire house in which they were.Then there appeared to them tongues as of fire,which parted and came to rest on each one of them.And they were all filled with the Holy Spiritand began to speak in different tongues,as the Spirit enabled them to proclaim.
~first chapter of Acts
I continue to be fascinated by the fields of yellow. Like the yellow arrows pointing the way on the Camino de Santiago, the yellow fields lead us from one region of France to the next.
I won't be able to keep up regular postings this coming week since we're staying in a remote farm house in the Normandy region where the nearest town is actually a village without a church. This is not McDonald territory! As before, we'll be taking day trips to sights in the region, starting with Mont St. Michel tomorrow.
I have yet to write or post pictures of Chartres Cathedral. As our guide yesterday noted, Chartres is a book. I promise, I will be quoting from this incredible book as soon as I am able. It requires its own individual entry--or five!
Count on my continued prayers for you, in a particular way for any and all special intentions. Today's candle -- at the image of Our Lady of Lourdes at Notre Dame de Vire parish (Vire being the name of the "big town" near the village near our farmhouse).