Journey to Easter
There are only a
few days left until the great feast of Easter.
Friday 12 April
we began the great pilgrimage of young people. Every 2 years, around Palm
Sunday, we organize a large (and long!) Pilgrimage for the youth of the Parish.
This year we went to Bahoyo, a small village 48 km away, on the road from
Bozoum to Bouar.
We were about 300
pilgrims: children, young people, mothers, fathers. We gathered in the church,
and after a short prayer we left. Fortunately the sky was overcast, and so
had better walking conditions. We did a
part of the journey in prayer (Via Crucis, Rosario, songs ...) and at a good
pace we arrived in the village of Bouforo around 6.15 pm, about 4 and a half
hours per 24 km!
Here the pilgrims
spent the night, welcomed in the various canopies, houses and under the trees,
and after a quick dinner, a brief rest awaited them. I drove back to Bozoum for
the night, and returned to Bouforo the next day at 5.30am. We left together,
and after an hour and a half in the savannah, we took the main road again. The
sky was still overcast, and the rain was approaching, it reached us at 8:30
when we were near Kounde. We walked in
the rain for 2 hours, and we were completely wet when we finally arrived,
around 10.30 in Bahoyo.
Here the kitchen
team was already at work, and among the schools and the chapel we were able to
at least change ourselves and to put something dry on it (for those who had it available).
The afternoon,
after a bit of well-deserved rest, provided a time for Confessions. And the
next day, Sunday, the great Palms procession, which winded through the village.
Saturday at the end of the morning we returned to Bozoum,
also to be present for the Confessions. On Sunday morning we also celebrated
the Feast of Palms. Like the
inhabitants of Jerusalem, we acclaimed Jesus and in procession we entered the
church.
Mass was deeply
felt, also because it introduced us to Holy Week.
In the afternoon,
with 2 trucks, the pilgrims returned to Bozoum.
For all a great
Easter journey!
"God died
and we killed him: this phrase is taken almost literally from the Christian
tradition and we often repeated something similar in our Viae Crucis without
feeling the terrible gravity of what we were saying. We killed him, enclosing
him in the stale shell of habitual thoughts, exiling him in a matter of
sentences or archaeological preciousness. When the storm has passed, we will
realize how little our faith was full of foolishness. And yet, oh Lord, we
cannot help but shake you, God you are silent and sleep, and cry out: wake up,
don't you see that we sink? Wake up, don't let the darkness of Holy Saturday
last forever. Let a ray of Easter fall even on our days. Join us as we move
desperately towards Emmaus, so that our hearts may light up near you ”. (Joseph
Ratzinger)
Happy Easter!
camminando sotto la pioggia en marchant sous la pluie |
il ritorno le retour |
Domenica delle Palme Dimanche des Rameaux |
Il fiume, inquinato dalla ditta che estrae l'oro (15 aprile 2019) le fleuve à Bozoum, pollué par l'entreprise qui extait l'or (15 vril 2019) |
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