Today is the Feast of Our Lady of Fatima. I live near Fatima Shrine in Holliston, MA. I've been there quite often to pray. It's a quiet place and pleasant to walk around. It probably has the world's largest Rosary. It's made out of boulders attached by the types of chains you see on ocean liners--huge, big things. On the single beads (boulders) are plaque of the Hail Mary in different languages. It's a prayerful place.The religious order that takes care of the shrine are Xaverian Missionaries. They're good guys. I like them all. They are known for the many activities that the Shrine offers to raise money: Christmas lights, fairs, concerts, and from May 13th -- Oct 13th, their Our Lady of Fatima Processions. I had never been to their Fatima Procession. I went tonight.
I was surprised at all the people from my parish that were there. I saw lots of friends. The place was mobbed. I had a hard time finding a parking spot. We had Mass and then a procession around the Rosary Boulders. As we walked and prayed, we all held candles in cups. These cups were just drinking cups--waxy paper cups with a hole in the bottom. A candle was stuck through the hold. The candles weren't very stable. You had to be careful, or your cup would catch on fire. I saw two that did just that.
Afterwards, we sat in the benches and prayed Hail Mary in different languages for special intentions. Especially, poignant was a couple of men from Libya who prayed for the safety of those fleeing from the violence in Libya. There really is no end for needs to pray for.

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