It was 22 February when I finally went back to the church I once visited with Jun and Sari 4.5
years ago after Taizé. I don’t remember the name of the church but I can’t
forget how glowing and shiny the altar was. It was so glamour for me at that
time, but yes it left some marks in my memory.
The
mass was meaningful that afternoon, remembering that I finally got the chance
to be back to the place I have never thought before. Old memories came back to my mind and I
remembered that I prayed and asked to be given another chance to be back to
that church again. And yes, Virgin Mary, Jesus and God gave me the chance. It’s
another slide added to my life in faith. It’s also another prove to myself that
‘you’ll never know how things will turn out’ ‘keep on praying and dreaming
cause they do come true’.
p.s.: It’s
actually not a church, but a chapel called Chapelle Notre-Dame de la médaille miraculeuse
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