I have just read an interesting book called “The Year we Seized the Day” about two writers who walk the 750 kms of the Santiago de Compestella (sp?) in Spain. Neither professes an orthodox (small o) or bible-believing Christian faith.
I found the challenges they faced on a physical, but particularly spiritual/emotional level particularly interesting.
Whilst neither I nor the authors of the book believe that you can earn your way to heaven by undertaking a pilgrimage or that such a thing will make you closer to God, but I wonder if time out of the normal rush of everyday life and with nothing to focus on but the very basics of survival would be a useful experience, Sort of like an extended “quiet time” or period of reflection with the physical conditions forcing yourself to an intense time of reflection. Or is a pilgrimage just a sort of vain (in every sense of the word) piety?
THoughts anyone?




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