Thank you so much for your prayers! Finally made it! My flight was delayed by three hours but I was blessed because many were cancelled. I must say I admire the English, very little shouting and they kept in line in huge queues. When I got here I was like a Zombie, not having slept all night and kept dozing of . All I can see last night was to visit the Church and get dinner at a local restaurant What are my impressions so far ? Well excitement and spiritual fervour seems to be white hot with the novena and anniversary Thousands more pilgrims than usual. Medugorje reminds me of what St Paul said of Antioch, fear not, no one will harm you for I have many friends in thus place Extraordinarily good people The temp is in the high 30s and would knock you out. I think I will stay in in the worst heat and walk about in the early and late hours. It's 7am and am drinking some awful berry tea outside the guest house . Will get good Italian strong coffee shortly Well heading down to the Church to see what time Mass is at Bye!!
Sorry if I spread misinformation. From short reply I received from Padraig I took it that he was heading for Apparition Hill and. Our Lady is everywhere in Medjugorje so she is with you sleeping and eating. You are still being blessed
I cried, going to Mass this morning, cried coming out of Mass, cried walking around the Church and cried when seeing pilgrim groups arriving in front of the Church. I cried on my way home from Church and am crying now as I write. The Holy Spirit would need to watch Himself because if He melts my heart anymore it will all melt away. I saw other people crying here and there but I don't think anyone , anywhere is crying as much often as me it is just a big river of tears. The Desert Fathers describe this as The Gift of Tears , if so I must have won the lottery. At mass a beautiful young girl shook my hands at the kiss of peace. totally unafraid of COVID. More tears. Fell asleep quite a few times during Mass and at one point nearly fell on the floor. It's 11am and I am back in the guesthouse and ready for a long siesta. I called into a little mini market and bought coffee, oranges cheese and a lovely dark brown bread for a lovely little breakfast. You know I think what makes me cry so much is that I can often see things in people, places and events. Whereas back home I see a lot of evil here I see nothing but, good, often great, great good. Also the veil thins so much here, heaven is not so much next door as banging my on the head. Constantly banging me on the head. Bang, bang, bang. Back to bed for a long Siesta. I carry a big bottle of water with me wherever I go and take my time a lot. It cheers me up al ot to see others affected by the heat and sun. I am not al one in this, nor with the tears.
