Wednesday, July 16, 2008
This and That
Greetings from Scott! It has been a while since we’ve had internet and a computer at the same time. Shortly after our last post, the laptop decided that instead of starting up (like a good robot should) it would keep a black screen and beep at us in a most sassy and impertinent manner. So for a few days we had no access to the map program (and the walking route) and we decided to just “wing it.” What a great week to break in our new walkers, Andreas and Christine!
We stayed for a night with Fr Ventura who treated us to an awesome dinner and monstrous ice cream cones that defied all reason: you’d order a “small” and they’d give you enough cold sweetness to feed a family of five! So despite ordering the small size, we still ended up feeding much of our dessert to the goats that lived behind the “icecreamery.” (Judging by the girth of the goats, half the population of New Hampshire had been using this method of ice cream disposal for decades).
We also stayed for a couple of nights at St Brigid’s parish where we were fed delicious chicken marsala and salad and snacks made from fresh mozzarella, basil, and sundried tomatoes. It was so good we ate it for breakfast and for another dinner as well!
Christine joined us on the second night at St Brigid’s and she walked with us into Boston. In the city we finally had enough people to walk in a group larger that two. It was great. We met many people and handed out many rosaries. It’s always interesting to meet people from diverse walks of life. We met an anesthesiologist on one corner and a homeless man on the next… each super excited about our mission.
Our first night in Boston we stayed with Jessica’s friend Alan O’Connor and his roommate Juan. They were excellent hosts (we ate gumbo!). The next day was Independence Day and we spent some time in Adoration before heading over to our next host family’s house. The McCullens opened up their home for us (even though they were out of town for their anniversary & we never got to actually meet them). Their beautiful home was the perfect place for us to rest up and to rendezvous with Annie and Zack, two Missionaries whom we’d not seen since Brooklyn.
That night we headed into the city to watch the fireworks and to engage in some street evangelism. It was a good time and we returned with just enough energy to eat a bowl of cereal and crawl into bed. The next day we prayed at an abortion mill and then spoke at two vigil masses. The next day we spoke at six masses in the greater Boston area. Maggie spoke in a Spanish mass (with a translator).
Unfortunately, Andreas had to leave us on Sunday so Jessica and I drove him back to Keane, NH. That morning Zack and Annie also headed home and Christine left on Tuesday (to prepare for World Youth Day).
The rest of this week seems like a blur. We walked in to Worcester (which is inexplicably pronounced “Woostuh”) and stayed with the totally awesome Thomas family. We feasted on tacos and Italian ice and I was (repeatedly) defeated in video games by children one third my age. It was fun.
The next morning Meredith headed home. She’ll return to us next weekend when we hit NYC, but in the meantime we’re holding strong with a skeleton crew of four walkers. Wednesday was interesting. The four of us took turns walking in the insane heat and ended our day in Brimfield, MA. Brimfield plays host to a gigantic flea market (with vendors from all over the world!). Jessica and I walked the final shift in a moderate drizzle which quickly became a torrent of lightning-infused stormy madness. Andi and Maggie came to our rescue… and our hostess, “Mrs. Z,” let us use the parish dryer that night. Mrs. Z was awesome. She and her family made us delicious pasta and ice cream sundaes and her children joined us for Evening Prayer.
Thursday found us walking through Springfield, MA. We handed out rosaries and had some great chats with people we met on the streets. We ended the day at the home of Peter and Kathy Andrew, parents of Elizabeth Andrew (a MoE). As per tradition, we jumped into their pool with all of our clothes on and, after trying (unsuccessfully) to convince Andi that she could breathe under water, we ate a delicious dinner and shared stories from this and previous summers. This morning we finished walking through Springfield and we eagerly anticipate entering Connecticut. Maybe some day we’ll be able to post pictures.
Who we are?
Conversion begins in our own hearts,which is why prayer is so important to our ministry. For this reason, everyday of our ten week walk begins with daily Mass. By receiving Christ in the Eucharist, we are given the grace to be the Love of Christ not only to those in our community but also to those we meet in the streets.
We walk throughout the day to be a witness of love. We are grounded in prayer-we pray with our lips, our hearts, and our bodies. In walking an average of twenty-five miles per day, we offer our fatigue as a gift of love to Christ and the people we meet. Our walking is both sacrifice and prayer.