They say that Iona is a thin place–a spot in God’s creation where heaven is separated from earth by the thinnest of veils. If Iona is a thin place, St. Columba’s Bay, is the thinnest of thin places. It is the spot where a handful of Irish monks landed in 563 as pilgrims and became evangists who transformed Christianity forever.
Pilgrimage to Iona: St Columba’s Bay
It takes being a pilgrim to get there today.
You travel down a long road.
Through a golf course.
Climb a small mountain.
Slosh through a bog.
Climb down the mountain.
Through the ferns.
Across the crossroads.
And you are there.
Lord you have come to the seashore, neither searching for the rich nor the wise,
desiring only that I should follow
O Jesus, with your eyes set upon me,
you have spoken my name.
All I longed for I have found by the water,
at your side I will see other shores.
Translation of Pescador de hombres by Cesareo Gabarain sung at the Abbey tonight
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