A Good Friday
The morning prayer time was especially meaningful on Friday for two reasons - we were a little tired-yet-moved from our personal vigils the night before; and it was Andy, our new housemate's, first morning with us. It's good to hear an English accent among the liturgical voices!
In the early evening, we all met up at Marakesh to celebrate Jolie's birthday. Considering all the events of the week, it was a nice change of pace and I think Jolie felt loved.
We headed back to the Abbey for a 9 o'clock observance of the Stations of the Cross in the garage room. It was a very reverent and moving experience to share these precious hours of Christ's life and death together.
Then Jason began his vow of silence, and the rest of us went to bed early.
In the early evening, we all met up at Marakesh to celebrate Jolie's birthday. Considering all the events of the week, it was a nice change of pace and I think Jolie felt loved.
We headed back to the Abbey for a 9 o'clock observance of the Stations of the Cross in the garage room. It was a very reverent and moving experience to share these precious hours of Christ's life and death together.
Then Jason began his vow of silence, and the rest of us went to bed early.
