Faith In Every Footstep (or something like that)

With the "lovely vez'er vee are 'aving" we have been trying to take any opportunity we can to get outside and away from the bomb shelter basement lab at our school. It has been an extremely long semester, and we are anxiously awaiting our promotion to 3rd year status June 1st. This past week we escaped reality for an afternoon and decided to walk around the city. We found some interesting neighborhoods and sites downtown. We also decided that, since we had the afternoon free, it would be a great chance to enhance our spirituality and catch up on confession and prayers.



First we visited our local cathedral near historic Lockerbie Street. We have to admit that the building is pretty, but it was the cobble stone streets, restored homes, and beautiful weather that made everything that much better. Lockerbie square is the oldest neighborhood in Indy. The area was home to the Indy born poet James Whitcomb Riley and some of the first Hoosiers.



After spending time in Lockerbie square, we walked over to Mass Ave. It is kind of the hippie/artsie area. We found a bakery for our dogs and would have bought them some carrott cake if Starkisha (a.k.a. Beez) wasn't getting so chubby. Instead, we went to a cafe and got ourselves some drinks to quench our thirst and took a few pictures of the Murat Shrine.

Next, we drove through the city to one of the downtown churches. We were lucky enough to find the door open and thought we would go in to reaffirm our faith.

Once inside, we walked through the stations of the cross. Unfortunately, we didn't have 50 cents to say a short prayer, let alone $3 to say a long one. And as confession was closed, we simply admired Mary's bleeding heart and the stained glass windows. Needless to say, we were compelled to be greatful for the restored gospel and the light it brings into our lives.