Sometimes, I walk alone and other times I chat to others. Conversations can become deep very quickly. Although not all pilgrims will journey to Santiago, we have a common direction – east to west - and many of us have a common destination. On my first day, one woman shared that she was hoping to reconnect with God after suffering abuse in an outwardly respectable Christian marriage, and losing faith. Yesterday, an American pilgrim told me how he found faith. He was searching for meaning in life. He saw an ad in a newspaper lying on the ground. It asked, ‘Who is God?’ He rang the telephone number and his faith journey began.
Of course, I share my story too. I also speak of Toybox, seeking to improve the lot of street children around the world.
At the time of writing, I am staying in a lovely village albergue. The owners are Brazilian, and have connections to the writer, Paolo Coelho. In a short while I will enjoy a shared meal with other pilgrims. It’s smelling delicious!
Please keep praying for me. My feet are blister-free, but my left ankle and right knee have today become a little swollen. It would be good to experience healing!
