We started at one church where we met up with some other young adults to pray a rosary. But first I made them do ab exercises. 50 leg lifts, 50 crunches, 45 seconds of planking. It’s who I am. And then we prayed a rosary. Welcome to my life.
Once the rosary was finished and pleasantries exchanged, Matt and I set out.
Is it possible that merely putting on a backpack leads to adventure? This has not yet been proven otherwise.
- While walking we ran into a group of bagpipers/ drummers practicing their songs in a church parking lot.
- I continually marveled at the lilacs. SO fragrant! So beautiful; dripping purple everywhere!
- Prayed a holy-half-hour in a chapel, walked home as the sun was setting…talking about our faith experiences until today.
I wanted to take pictures of the bagpipers so that you could see them. I wanted to take pictures of the lilacs, too…and the chapel and of Matt and of the backpacks and the Mary statue by which we prayed a rosary.
But, I had forgotten my camera.
You know what? Small matters. Tonight (or tomorrow night)…take a walk yourself. 🙂 And smell the lilacs real-life, real-time.
Because evenings in May are a beautiful, magical thing.