There were two things I was particularly looking forward to on the Camino. The first was to take part of the drinking of the wine provided by the monks at Irache…
The second was to visit the Ferro Cruz (the Iron Cross) and lay down my burden as symbolized by the rock I got from Zanesville.
I know I had expectations and that’s how we are disappointed but I couldn’t help myself.
I expected to see a tall cross anchored into the ground with stones piled around it and up the base of the cross. I wanted to take some time and reflect on all those burdens that pilgrims had carried with themselves and finally laid down at this cross.
Instead I found a small mound of dirt between 15 and 20 feet tall with the post holding the cross anchored at the top of that mound of dirt.
People were climbing up the hill in order to make a Rocky-like victory pose waving their trekking poles in the air.
I’m trying not to judge. I just wanted a moment to connect with all those who came before me and laid down their joys, illness, futures. And I didn’t want to walk upon those sacred stones. So I found a spot along the side and laid my stone down.
It’s the small white one.
So I have to trust that even though this moment didn’t deliver the spiritual high I was looking for that God received my burden with the same love that God receives all our burdens.
Following your journey. Juanita
I believe God received all your burdens and smiled at His child laying them down in faith!
Powerful!
So…
Were some of your expectations part of the burdens that you left behind?!