Sunday, December 24, 2006

To touch where He was born...

With my mind racing with profound emotion, it was my turn to lay prostrate atop the shiny marble and reverence the spot where Jesus was born...

Overcome with emotion, I kissed the silver and reached my hand down to the stone, and strangely, whispered this one prayer: "Grant me salvation, O Lord. Let me be a just man in Your sight."

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

So John, we get the impression from your Blog that you are not in Italia this Christmas.
It looks like a great experience!
Merry Christmas and Love,
La sua Famiglia dalla Costa Orientale

Jovan-Marya Weismiller, T.O.Carm. said...

John,

You are tempting me to the sin of envy! First you meet His Imperial and Apostolic Majesty and now you make pilgrimage to the Holy Land! Next, I suppose, you'll take a short trip to Paris to really get me going! Seriously, hope you're having a wonderfully spiritual trip.

Jovan

JPSonnen said...

jovan:
you'd love the holy land (it's so you)! i was so humbled and inspired to pray in churches built by the crusaders. god bless you always!