While Holy Week brought with it the flu for the last of its victims in my family, the baby and me, upsetting all those “plans” of partaking in as many church events and prayers as possible, a surprise awaited me on Easter….
I recovered just in time to be able to partake in the intimate, beautiful setting of The Shrine of Mariapoch, with the Sisters of Christ the Bridegroom, and to celebrate Easter like never before. There was joy in that little chapel, and wealth beyond earthly measure tucked away amidst Amish farms, as simple and elegant brides of Christ rejoiced with Him, and us.
Christ is Risen…. Indeed, He is Risen!