Moving to a new campsite today plus the weather forecast for the next week is wonderful, excited and happy! I was alone here for the last few days but an elderly couple moved in late yesterday evening in a tiny little van. They tried to eat last night on a table they put up outdoors on the grass but of course it started raining. It was very cool last night, I hope they are warm. I leave after Mass in town, I hope I get a chance to talk with them before I leave.
Digging into the sides of mountains seems like a manifestation of the Christian life. Kind of like how Christ resurrected from the tomb. Digging for buried treasure. How we have to enter our inner chamber to pray. Like the interior castle. Many Desert Fathers and Saints lived in caves.
I had a day were one thing went wrong after another. At one point I took a wrong turning and ended up in a builders yard. I am awfulvat reversing with a trailer and it was too tight to turn. One of the workers advised me to drive in deeper and there would be another yard with a better turning circle. After much sweat zI finally got turning but on arrival at the entrance gates were chained and locked. I was locked in. Starting to panic I left my vehicle and rushed to their offices which also were closed and locked As a last recourse I shouted for help. No answer. But as I walked away I heard a shout. It was one of the workers who let me out. They had been on lunch break So many things went wrong one thing after another. It maj3s my believe invthe jinx. Looking back on it I am ashamed to say I never prayed for help once. Not even once . I think I started to panic roo much to even pray. But I can smile and laugh at it all now . There is maybe a moral to all thus but I can't think what it is
Think of how many times caves are mentioned in Scripture Also how many Marian apparitions occurred in caves like Lourdes and Tre Fontane
One good thing when things go wrong it is amazing how often total strangers step forward to help. Twice today strangers came to help me. It was very touching. Even if they can't really do much having someone beside you to talk to you is very comforting
My lasy day camping here, moving this morning to my last campsite. The weather is to be gorgeous the next coupleof days. I am into my 7th week camping and am edited and happy to get going home next week. I have almost forgotten what it looks like! I never expected to last do long. I had the strangest dream last night about Ancient Greece. I think God was working amongst them too in His own way
An odd reflection on the video screen at Church this week to the bottom right of the altar. It was there at every Mass .
I got a puncture there now on my caravan and a gentleman left his camper with a hydraulic jack to help me. People can be so very good. He told me his little dog died two days ago and how upset himself and his wife are. I find this time and time again camping when I get in trouble other campers step forward to help. Very touching.
I went to do the Stations of the Cross this morning after Mass and under each station was a large picture with a large script called , 'The Creation Walk ', written by a Jesuit . It read a little like a college science book on Evolution with scripture quotes thrown in. It made me uneasy and so sad .
I am very , very sad to say that some Catholic parishes and Religious Orders are totally falling for the False Church Synodal wickedness. In facet many of them are enthusiastic for it. But it is a source of the greatest consolation to me thatcwe each of us make our own choices. No one can force this stuff down our throats . Another great consolation is the Traditional Mass to fall back on.
I still believe most clergy are good. But...Well...Times are bad and getting darker by the day. Who knows what stunt these awful people will pull next?
