Each year, during my annual retreat at Manresa, I make a point as soon as possible to go quietly into the gate houses to commence my weekend of silent pray and reflection...
Upon my arrival, I quickly checked in and threw my backpack on my bed in Room 308, and immediately rushed down the three flight of stairs and headed towards the front entrance. I quietly entered into the gate house on the left and approached the statue of Mother Mary, when I suddenly realized I was not alone.
While obviously in the presence of The Blessed Mother, I felt the spirits of three men that I have never met before. Their names were Clark West Giffin Jr, Bruce R. Farrell and Carl Joseph Giffin.
The spirits of these gentlemen beckoned me into this solemn place of worship, and together we prayed...
Hail Mary, Full of Grace, The Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now, and at the hour of death. Amen...
Each year, during my annual retreat at Manresa, I make a point as soon as possible to go quietly into the gate houses to commence my weekend of silent pray and reflection...
Upon my arrival, I quickly checked in and threw my backpack on my bed in Room 308, and immediately rushed down the three flight of stairs and headed towards the front entrance. I quietly entered into the gate house on the left and approached the statue of Mother Mary, when I suddenly realized I was not alone.
While obviously in the presence of The Blessed Mother, I felt the spirits of three men that I have never met before. Their names were Clark West Giffin Jr, Bruce R. Farrell and Carl Joseph Giffin.
The spirits of these gentlemen beckoned me into this solemn place of worship, and together we prayed...
Hail Mary, Full of Grace, The Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now, and at the hour of death. Amen...