At the end of compline (night prayer) at the seminary we used to sing, with all those male voices, the Salve Regina. At the end of Mass at Notre Dame I stood with the bishops and the priests at the edge of the sanctuary for the singing of that Latin “Hail, holy Queen.” It was a lovely way to bring our/my pilgrimage to the Marian shrines to a close.
After Mass I walked around to get some photos of the Notre Dame. The Archbishop eventually make looking for me. We got ourselves locked in a courtyard as we tried to get out of the cathedral, so may doors and gates they had locked by the time I was ready to leave. But it was worth it to get this photo, right before they turned off all the lights.
The train from Lourdes to Paris brought us to the station at 3:33 p.m., and we left the hotel for the airport at 7:00 a.m. That gave us only time for a quick bus ride around Paris, Mass and a farewell dinner. All we saw of the Eiffel Tower was from a bus window, if you were lucky enough to be seated on the tower side of the bus. That was a tease, or maybe it was a venial sin!
Malades is the French word for the sick. They are the reason for procession at Lourdes and the reason for pilgrimage to Lourdes. If I am blessed to go to Lourdes again, I must visit the hospital at the shrine, where all the sick are given care during their pilgrimage to Lourdes. There would be great grace in that.