Shrine of Schoenstatt, Homestead, FL
I went to an annual “feel good” field trip of sorts with my Sisters in Christ, women of different ages, ethnicities and backgrounds blended in perfect harmony, for a meeting of the minds and recharge of soul, at the littlest of shrines I have ever seen in my life, the Shrine of Schoenstatt. No, it is not a chapel or a church but a shrine and as per the name indicates, it is a Catholic movement originated in Germany.
The little piece of heaven is a breath of fresh air, located in the middle of a rural agricultural area with many nurseries, surrounded by flowers, fruits and plants and birds. It is the most tranquil, beautiful, spiritual and peaceful area to walk around considering its location. A great place for those looking to relax, quiet meditation and much needed prayer.
Two days later, we were at it again, at one of the sister’s home recharging our spiritual batteries.
The burdens were written two months ago during the church annual festival. They were our constant “companion” during our bible study meetings, with some even taking them home for additional graces but then after much spiritual exercises and prayers, one by one to the fire they went, two baskets full.
When you are traveling around Italy and you see all of these and believe the whole world is conspiring against you.
“Can you get us?”
“No. Can you get a little closer, please!”
“A bit more because I can’t seem to get the tip of the church.”
“I am trying!”
Yes, the life of an amateur photographer atop the Uffizi Museum, attempting to get the tip of the church on the family picture. What he didn’t realize is that most of us can never get it, no matter the angle. It is just how the buildings are positioned and one is best off leaving the task to a professional who would certainly know how to position the camera for that perfect picture. I might say that it was a tad entertaining watching him wrestling with the floor o no avail. Never-the-less, he did not give up, he kept going.
There is no success without sacrifice. To every little bit of step conquered, there is a back door story loaded with curves and curvatures bigger then the Eiffel Tower to fill a tank on how it came to be. It means that in order to achieve that coveted goal, flash our teeth on that podium, we must fight until out of breath, have courage, perseverance, soul to overcome any challenge that presents itself. It is a package that must be handled with care as nothing happens in a vacuum. Although, it may take us sometimes to understand its trails, we must be bold in our resolve to see through the crowned sacrifice we consented to reach the target.