Yesterday, the walk was priceless. Glorious weather, dirt and gravel roads, swaying fields of grapes, olive trees, and wheat. What else could one need but the beginnings of bread, wine, and olive oil!
Today, not so much. It was 16 miles from Los Arcos to Logrono. It was too long a trip, unless something special would draw me to make it all the way.
A few days ago, I met two high school students walking 6 days on the Camino before returning to their home Zaragoza, Spain. They said they wanted to get back in time for the celebration of Our Lady of the Pillar.
I perked up. Blessed William Joseph Chaminade, founder of the Marianists who educated me from grade 7 through college, went to Zaragoza in 1797 to escape enemies of the church in France. While waiting in exile he received a special message from Mary about rebuilding the church in France. (http://www.marianist.org/site.php?menuaccess=33)
Since I hopped my flight to Paris I had this tiny voice in me suggesting a simple devotion, a thank you to Mary. I figured I could do so along the way. Then, these kids sharing their excitement about how Zaragoza shuts down and the whole area celebrates from Wednesday (today) through Sunday. That’s a celebration.
So, after 16 miles, I’m walking into Logrono, a good size metropolis. I’m pretty exhausted. I prayed a simple prayer; God if you want to make this happen, can you make it clear to me?
I crossed over a river, saw a sign for an Albuergue and walked in. They were ready to assign me a bed for the night. I sheepishly inquired about taxis, trains, buses, Zaragoza, maybe a place to stay when/if I get there.
Within 5 minutes, the attendant at the front desk booked my bed in Zaragoza, gave me specific instructions for the correct train number, time, and location, called a cab, and said (without prompting), “If you go there, please go see Our Lady of the Pillar. It’s a beautiful place.” OK. That was clear.
I have no idea where I’m going once I get to Zaragoza. But one might assume The Way will be made clear.
The difference in my prayer (this time) was not asking for a thing, but asking for clarity…whether or not to pursue the thing.
I hope and pray that I adopt a clarity prayer daily.