Post Medjugorje

It happens almost every time.

Our Lady--Apparition Hill 1:00 am 6/2/2012

I've experienced it.
I've witnessed it.

Post Medjugorje...

You pray and fast before you go on pilgrimage.  You throw in a novena or two in preparation.  And then you head off.  The days seem to blur and speed by.  It is like a dream.
You climb hills, eat, laugh, cry, confess, pray, fast, receive Christ, ask for the Blessed Mother's intercession, laugh some more, think, ponder, reassess your direction in life, sleep or stay awake all nite on a mountain and then maybe come away with a renewed sense of mission and call and direction.

God is real.
He sent his Son for you--to show you the way of love--a way that means sacrifice and passion and death to self.
He continues to send His Son's Mother--Mary Co-Redemptorix--to CALL YOU BACK.

Medjugorje is easy.
Being home is difficult.
I've watched people throw away the gift of pilgrimage again and again because they didn't want to do the work. 

I am reminded of the Gospel of Jesus Christ according to Luke 11:24ff.

²⁴ “When an impure spirit comes out of a person, it goes through arid places seeking rest and does not find it. Then it says, ‘I will return to the house I left.’ ²⁵ When it arrives, it finds the house swept clean and put in order. ²⁶ Then it goes and takes seven other spirits more wicked than itself, and they go in and live there. And the final condition of that person is worse than the first.”