Missed Encounter
10 years ago, I had a date.
We planned to meet each other in Carthage for Marian Days.
Like thousands of other Vietnamese Catholics.
We missed each other by three hours.
He abruptly returned home because of a family tragedy.
Sorrow was mine that weekend.
And his.
Sorrow brings many people to Marian Days every August.
Here they entrust to Mary what only a mother can do.
Comfort.
Wake you up to reality.
In 24 hours, I will be heading to Carthage.
To give thanks for that missed encounter.
And the reality that my heart rejoices in belonging to Jesus alone.
More photos of Marian Days: http://www.trinhvuong.org/PhotogalleryAug2006/NTM%202008/NgyThnhMu2008/index.html http://friarsidechats.blogspot.com/2007/08/vietnamese-marian-days-in-carthage.html
We planned to meet each other in Carthage for Marian Days.
Like thousands of other Vietnamese Catholics.
We missed each other by three hours.
He abruptly returned home because of a family tragedy.
Sorrow was mine that weekend.
And his.
Sorrow brings many people to Marian Days every August.
Here they entrust to Mary what only a mother can do.
Comfort.
Wake you up to reality.
In 24 hours, I will be heading to Carthage.
To give thanks for that missed encounter.
And the reality that my heart rejoices in belonging to Jesus alone.
More photos of Marian Days: http://www.trinhvuong.org/PhotogalleryAug2006/NTM%202008/NgyThnhMu2008/index.html http://friarsidechats.blogspot.com/2007/08/vietnamese-marian-days-in-carthage.html
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