Those are for the Immaculate Conception. This is at the gate of the Monastery. But then it was time to run for the bus.
It’s a dark and stormy trip to the airport. Rain. Lightning. Thunder. You know the drill.
It may be stormy on the outside.
But I’m happy to be a priest.
All for you, Mary.
////// I hope none of us forget that Jesus rose from the dead when things are dark and stormy.