I found the Luke Danes of Costa Rica and I don’t hate it.
From Italy to Costa Rica. So much to love about this world.
When Charlemagne commissioned this Benedictine abbey to be built in an Italian field where his arrow landed on a plant that ultimately healed his soldiers after praying for God’s guidance, our country wouldn’t even be a fragment of an idea for 900 more years.
Yesterday I was at St. Benedict’s monastery in the hills outside of Rome. Thinking of painting a replica of this somewhere in our house.
At the airport, heading out to do one of my absolute favorite parts of my work. An honor to lead people through sacred places for such meaningful life moments.
When it’s so hot the only remedy is water, but also when water parks bring on sensory overload and you’re in the middle of a good book.
I’ve been going to Adoration every Wednesday morning for the past four weeks, and I never realized how much I needed this in my routine.