The signs don't lie

I was asked before I left, "how will you know where to go while you're on the Camino?"

The signs...they come in many forms:  blue and yellow scallop shell road signs; yellow painted arrows on curbs, rocks, obelisks and structures; wood or stone arrows on the ground.  They are left by pilgrims past to mark the route for those who are travelling the Camino for the first time, perhaps, or who have lost their sense of direction. 

In many ways I wish the church were like that--the heritage and witness of the past leaving markers and indicators for the future.

But we treat the past like a shrine, we ossify the tradition, and as we become less responsive we, as the church, no longer seem to be able to leave relevant signs for people to be able to navigate into their unknown.  Or maybe I'm just ranting!

And some signposts from the past linger silently for today's pilgrims-like this 13th century parish church in Hornillos del Camino where we are spending the night:

Today's Music:  Mozart Alleluia (reminds me of Jane)

Today's Paces:  32,211

Tomorrow's Prayer Intentions:  the benefactors (Anglican Church of Canada, the Parish of Lantz), friends (especially Patty and Carolyn), and most importantly my partner Kathy and family who make my Camino possible