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This morning I have been recollecting my visit to the Marseilles Cathedral (a part of my pilgrimage to three separate places in Europe). I entered the apse and although there were a few chairs around the altar, I walked and sat on the floor behind the altar; allowing my heart to well up as tears trickled down my face. My heart felt as if it had been caressed, in much the same way as when I first met St. Eugene and Jim Fiori OMI read aloud Eugene’s first letter to Tempier. My heart heard Eugene speaking directly to me.
I am embarrassed to admit that I had to google the book of Chronicles and find out what was being spoken. Again, this beautiful knowledge and sharing of the scriptures that come alive in today’s world. God in our lives today.
After visiting Eugene’s new cathedral I made my way to visit Notre Dame de la Guarde atop of a great hill overlooking the harbour and which was incredibly beautiful. Not so much with tears falling but a sense of deep peace and contentment.
God and Eugene’s presence among us as we chant: “O Great Spirit, earth, sun, sky, and sea. You are inside and all around me.”