I haven't really expanded on my faith, but I'll get to that at some point - yea know those damn bills wouldn't be able to get paid if I actually wrote as much as I actually wanted to; any who! Over the years I've been blessed with travels and "adventures" but with that also comes some beautiful spots where I get my reboot and peace when walking into a Catholic Church...
In the city of Purcellville, Virginia on a road where if you blink you could literally miss it, is a quaint little stop where the Catholic Church of St. Francis DeSales is. Beautifully in its interior simplicity and in my career, I had to take a note of the thought-out design of the style inside the church. You see, the seating inside this church is truly special because I've never seen ANY Catholic Church with the seating style that this one has and I'm not referring to the bench like seating, no what I'm referring to is the elevation layout of the seating. It's tastefully done that every attendee no matter their stature/height, would be able to see the alter without obstructions and a truly more visual participation to the Mass.
Our family enjoyed it. Now for a little info on St. Francis de Sales from Catholic.org:
Feastday: January 24
Patron: of Catholic writers, the Catholic press, the deaf, journalists, adult education
Birth: August 21, 1567
Death: December 28, 1622
Beatified: January 8, 1661 by Pope Alexander VII
Canonized: April 19, 1665 by Pope Alexander VII
"St. Francis de Sales was born to a noble family at Chateau de Sales in the Kingdom of Savoy near Geneva, Switzerland on August 21, 1567. He was a Bishop and Doctor of the Church. Francis was both intelligent and gentle. From a very early age, he desired to serve God. He knew for years he had a vocation to the priesthood but kept it from his family. His father wanted him to enter a career in law and politics. In 1580, Francis attended the University of Paris, and at 24-years-old, he received his doctorate in law at the University of Padua. All the time, he never lost his passion for God. He studied theology and practiced mental prayers but kept quiet about his devotion. To please his father, he also studied fencing and riding. God made his will clear to Francis one day while he was riding. Francis fell from his horse three times that day. Every time he fell, the sword came out of the scabbard, and every time it came out, the sword and scabbard came to rest on the ground in the shape of the Christian cross. After much discussion and disagreement from his father, Francis was ordained to the priesthood and elected provost of the Diocese of Geneva, in 1593, by the Bishop of Geneva."
Sincerely,
A Distinct Woman
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