{"id":4647,"date":"2020-03-28T19:25:58","date_gmt":"2020-03-28T19:25:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=4647"},"modified":"2020-03-28T19:25:58","modified_gmt":"2020-03-28T19:25:58","slug":"remembering-mothers-pilgrimage-in-modern-times-of-pestillance","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/remembering-mothers-pilgrimage-in-modern-times-of-pestillance\/","title":{"rendered":"Remembering Mothers Pilgrimage in Modern Times of Pestillance"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_4648\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-4648\" style=\"width: 202px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/remembering-mothers-pilgrimage-in-modern-times-of-pestillance\/saint-anne-de-beaupre\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-4648\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/Saint-Anne-de-Beaupr\u00e9-202x300.jpg\" alt=\"Picture of statue at Saint Anne de Beaupr\u00e9 basilica in Canada that my mother brought home after a pilgrimage there in the 1950&#039;s.\" width=\"202\" height=\"300\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-4648\" srcset=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/Saint-Anne-de-Beaupr\u00e9-202x300.jpg 202w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/Saint-Anne-de-Beaupr\u00e9-332x493.jpg 332w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/03\/Saint-Anne-de-Beaupr\u00e9.jpg 646w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 202px) 100vw, 202px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-4648\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Picture of statue at Saint Anne de Beaupr\u00e9 basilica in Canada that my mother brought home after a pilgrimage there in the 1950&#8217;s.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>That church to while my mother went<br \/>\nOn pilgrimage way back then:<br \/>\nDedicated to St Anne, mother of Mary<br \/>\nIn an age way back when<br \/>\nFaith was strong and people poor:<br \/>\nDanger at every door,<br \/>\nIt has known fire, and has been rebuilt&#8230;<br \/>\nGrander than it was before.<\/p>\n<p>Pestilence now stalks the land<br \/>\nComplacency did deceive<br \/>\nDue to love of Mammon over man<br \/>\nThe hard hearts of man it does deceive<br \/>\nWhich gave disease a clear path<br \/>\nWhich now, too late, we fight<br \/>\nWe will bury our dead, as in plagues of old,<br \/>\nWho die by day and night.<\/p>\n<p>Mother of Mary, mother of God<br \/>\nExclamations of the Pius now passed<br \/>\nTo spite the modernity of man<br \/>\nThe faith among folk did last.<br \/>\nThere are no aethists in the trecnches<br \/>\nIn wartimes past old wives said:<br \/>\nPrayer exists today in someform in all mankind<br \/>\nAs without funerals, we bury the dead.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>That church to while my mother went On pilgrimage way back then: Dedicated to St Anne, mother of Mary In an age way back when Faith was strong and people poor: Danger at every door, It has known fire, and has been rebuilt&#8230; Grander than it was before. Pestilence now &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[55,3582],"tags":[4083,4084,1630,4278,4276,4277],"class_list":["post-4647","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-current-affairs-in-ireland","category-faith","tag-canada","tag-canadian-saint","tag-catholic","tag-covid19","tag-pilgimage","tag-saint-anne-de-beaupre","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-1cX","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2703,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/miracle-at-saint-st-augustines-holy-well\/","url_meta":{"origin":4647,"position":0},"title":"Miracle at Saint St Augustine\u2019s Holy Well","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"30th April 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"All hope gone bar blind faith The child to the well he was brought In desperation and pure belief was bathed A cure for his ailment was saught. 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A Holy man to Rome he went In pilgramage for his soul The Pope in time gave his consent To wandering go - he arrived\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Faith&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Faith","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/faith\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"Saint Donatus of Fiesole","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Saint-Donatus-of-Fiesole.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Saint-Donatus-of-Fiesole.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/Saint-Donatus-of-Fiesole.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x"},"classes":[]},{"id":3682,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/hilltops-adorned-by-man\/","url_meta":{"origin":4647,"position":4},"title":"Hilltops Adorned By Man","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"21st April 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"Cairns of stone, for our dead Hilltops adorned Prayed to and turned to Communicate with the spirits Crosses of stone and iron, for our dying Hilltops adorned Climbed upon, prayed upon Communicate with our saints. 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