There is a place in my heart that is very special to me. The village of my grandmother, where I lived my most treasured childhood memories.
The little chapels at the crossroads were my favorite places when I was a child, and that still hasn’t changed.
It’s the kind of community where the farmer’s wife races over to the chapel on her bike in a state of panic because some kind of joker has told her they turned the statue of the virgin Mary upside down. It’s true.
She would never let that happen …
Where the people still gather in front of the church on Sundays.
If you follow this little dirt road …
you’ll end up here, at the other end of the village, where you’ll find the other little chapel.
The open door invites you in.
Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees. ~Victor Hugo, Les Misérables, 1862
PS: Today is our Independence day here in Belgium. It’s really not a big thing nothing like your 4th of July anyway. Thom did a post on it on his blog, so you can read all about it here. But the real reason I am sending you over there is because July 21st is Thom’s birthday. Please hop over to his blog and send him some birthday wishes in a comment, okay?