My latest at The Catholic Thing. As you wander the desolate grounds, looking at the tumbling masonry and the rocky partitions overgrown with moss, you might think of the many lives that passed through those walls, that lived, worshiped, and died there...until that unfortunate day in 1539, when the King’s men arrived to tell the abbess and the sixteen women in her charge that this would be their home no longer. Driven out, with meager pensions, to make their way in the world as laypeople, this scene played out hundreds of times all over that land made sacred by the blood of martyrs – blood that would once again flow at York, Dorchester, and Tyburn.
Posted on: Sun, 11 May 2014 03:33:36 +0000
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