The two Belgians, age 63 and 69, stopped at a café where we were already seated. Generously, they gave us some literature they had picked up along the route, including a Pilgrim Prayer from O'Cebreiro, which touched Marian. Part of it reads:Although I may have seen all the monumentsThey also gave us a three-page printout in French, entitled (my translation) "The human and spiritual dimensions of the Camino de Santiago." It is a Christ-centered document put together by the Parish of Saint James the Pilgrim (Santiago Peregrino) in Triacastela. It ends with a series of statements beginning "Il n'est jamais trop tard…"
and contemplated the best sunsets;
although I may have learned a greeting in every language
or tasted the clean water from every fountain;
if I have not discovered who is the author
of so much free beauty and so much peace,
I have arrived nowhere. . . .It is never too late for a personal encounter with Christ.
It is never too late for happiness.
It is never to late to love.
It is never too late to smile.
It is never too late for an encounter.
It is never too late to reflect.
It is never too late, no matter how late it is, to begin.
It is never too late to meet yourself.
It is never too late to live the truth truly.
It is never too late to love and to feel oneself loved— by the Love of Christ.
Webster ends his journey on The Way on Father's day. I strongly recommend you finish with him. I know I will.