The first time I ever drove to Bush, Louisiana, I was convinced I had driven to the edge of the world. Now, the drive is not only second nature, but I know the entire area like the back of my hand and can find my way in the pitch black darkness without thinking twice about it.
We do a lot of driving in these parts.
So here’s what happened. A group of us in college, or early adulthood, back in the ’80s, decided to drive up
Years later in seminary, I drove up to meet some friends I’d met at a weekend Retreat for Engaged Couples, Billy and Cheryl, who live in Bush. Once again I I thought was driving up to the middle of nowhere. I couldn’t believe people lived way out there, had no idea where I
Years flew by. Masses were said, Confessions heard, weddings, funerals, baptisms; life went on.
Tick tock tick tock.
Then, I was assigned as Pastor at St. Jane de Chantal Parish. Which has a Mission Church in
I love the people who live out in Bush, Talisheek, Waldheim and Sun – and every area in between. I love the Mission Church out in Bush. I love the drive to and fro. In fact, being in Abita Springs I tend to think of myself as being on the southern edge of something (well, which is
But Every one of my friends from the Southshore still acts like they’re driving to Montreal when they drive up to Abita. And I completely understand.