Please excuse my long silence!
At fifteen days of silence, I need to address concerns and confirm that I am still alive. After my week at Lancaster Holy Cross parish, I found it very difficult to return to this ‘virtual life.’
This Pascha was the first Pascha of my life in so many respects and in the most literal sense of the word.
As of next Friday 20 May, I move to England!
What an experience! It felt like this:
I confess to an incredible magnetic attraction to Celtic Orthodoxy.
Little did I know that British Saints are that mighty and violent!
“And from the days of John the Baptist until now the kingdom of heaven suffereth violence, and the violent take it by force.” (Matthew 11:12)
They have kidnapped me! I had no idea, no clue, no plan, no preparation, and suddenly I am “pulled”, “dragged” to England, uprooted!
Isn’t it amazing? In just 10 days!
I personally “blame” it on St Martin of Tours and St Patrick and St Herbert in particular; of course, I could be wrong …
If I ever told you all the “coincidences” years ago that led to THIS, you would not believe me! When God wills … All it takes is just a second!
To be continued …