St. Ignatius of Loyola

We were unsure if we were going to make this leg. It was estimated to be almost 500 miles one way. The trains and buses were either full or time-consuming.
Patricia came thru with a rental. She will you in. We traveled along the northern coast of Spain. A beautiful drive. We made it to Loyola Saturday night. Sunday had a simple breakfast. Drove to St. Ignatius Loyola Basillca. What a beautiful church. Mucho pictures. Prior to mass, we spoke with the Padre. He spoke okay, Ingles. He mentioned that he was in Mexico and was with the Taramaura Indians. How cool was that. We stayed for the Mass. The mass was in the Basque language. What a beautiful language. I thought of my community. I told and showed the feast day to him and how he was the saint for our community. I thought of all the believers and people who come together and have reverence for St. Ignatius. I especially thought of Luke and Nina, who are the heartbeat of St. Ignatius. I asked St. Ignatius to bless the community of Gu Komelik. Father Bill I asked for blessing for you as well. I told the Padre about San Xavier Mission church and how St. Francis Xavier was the patron saint for us as well. He smiled and said that St. Ignatius and St. Francis Xavier were always together. We did the tour of St. Ignatius home. The room where he made his conversion was very sacred to me. We drove to Javier Spain birthplace of St. Francis Xavier. Next footprint. Lastly, after breakfast, I spoke with a lady. She sounded Dutch Swedish. She said they were on the St. Ignatius of Loyola pilgrimage. We said bye to her, and I assume was her husband as they walked with their backpacks on. I will have to look that up. Thank you, Patricia.
It seemed like we had all kinds of little setbacks, but we made it to Loyola and Javier. I was chauffer for Mr. Doug. We were terrified of the toll booths, it s funny now. We drive all the way to Loyola in the mountains in the dark. We woke up and the area was so beautiful. So green and lush with trees and water. The basilica was beautiful and the Basque mass. The father showed us the statue of St. Francis Xavier. I was happy for Doug, I know he really had his heart set on going to Loyola. PatriciaLeggi altro