From 1977: How Catholic journals covered the perilous journey of Jack and Jill up that treacherous hill in 1977.

Our Lady knows exactly what it is like to stand by and see someone you love suffer and die. But Our Lady also knew that, somehow, God was with her in that time of grief. But we could well ask: Where was God yesterday in Paris?

We will continue to write our stories, in glass and in stone, perhaps, but also in how we live our lives with others and for others.

Couldn’t it be apple juice instead of wine? Isn’t it the principle that matters? It could, of course, but then we would lose everything.

Whether we imbibed that living water at a religious summer camp, in a youth group or simply through the regular practice of attending church with family, we are blessed by the abiding, grounding presence of God, even when we drift away.