I received an amusing note (and various SMS) from a friend in KC whose daughter is stuck on a bus in the snow after the March for Life. A priest on the bus said Mass. Here is a photo… grainy but good.
Dedicated to our pilgrims stuck on the Pennsylvania Turnpike. Finally, a useful purpose for “Gather Us In”
Here in this place new snow is falling,
now is the highway vanished away;
see in this bus our friends and our chaperones
brought here to you in the light of this day.
Please dig us out, the stuck and the stranded,
Please dig us out, the young and the not-as-young;
call to us now, and we shall awaken,
we shall arise at the sound of a plow.
We are the young, our lives now in chaos,
we are the old who want to escape;
we have been stuck through night into daytime,
Now we just wait for the National Guard.
Please dig us out, the rich and the haughty,
Please dig us out, the proud and the strong;
give us a plow, so we can get going,
give us the courage to finish this song.
Here we will grow in bonding and friendship,
here we will find His love in us all,
As the snow falls, each flake brings us closer
United as one we’ll bring life to the world.
Give us to hear God’s voice in the chaos,
give us to know His great love for us;
We have been called to do something special
Once we get home and get off this damn bus
Not in the dark of busses confining,
not on some snowplow, light years away—
here in this bus a new light is shining,
That’s cause I can’t turn my iPhone light off.
Please dig us and give us a pizza,
Please dig us out, I’m losing my mind;
Please dig us out, the bathroom is filling,
Send us a plow get us out of this bind.
A couple miles away, some pilgrims built an altar out of snow and a priest said Mass.