06/02/2026
🌈 Day 7 of Our Ireland Pilgrimage 🇮🇪
Today's journey took us through Waterford and Glendalough, and once again, one word seemed to follow us wherever we went: yep. You guessed it: BLACKWATER.
At first, it was Blackwater river, then Blackwater Village, then Blackwater Distillery signs & even bottle displays that kept appearing throughout our travels. We laughed each time we saw one and pointed it out to one another. Then came an unexpected surprise...
Today, while touring Waterford Crystal, we learned how the master craftsmen transform molten glass into beautiful works of art—blown, molded, sculpted, inspected, etched, and polished until each piece was ready for display.
Halfway through the tour, our guide stopped and said, "Ahhh, look here at this table, here are a few peices from our newest collection, available only in Waterford. It's called "Blackwater: A River Runs Through."
Several of us nearly dropped our jaws. I moved to the front of the group gathered around and said "Wait! That's our church!" There we stood, thousands of miles from Central, Louisiana, hearing the name of our church spoken in Ireland. again. Just such a sweet moment!!!!
The day continued with a visit to Glendalough, one of Ireland's most sacred and oldest monastic sites. As we arrived, so did the rain with full Irish enthusiasm, and some of us (including the pastor!) had packed our raincoats under the bus after several days of beautiful weather. While I missed much of the walking tour, my daughter did not! As I watched our group help Hannah navigate the ancient monastic grounds, I found myself thinking about generations. In the 1000's, monks of Glendalough devoted their lives to preserving and sharing the Gospel so that future generations would know Christ. More than a thousand years later, my daughter was walking the same paths. The names, languages, and countries may have changed, but God's faithfulness has not.
And then, as if to close the day with a blessing, we walked through Dublin this evening beneath a massive and brilliant rainbow stretching across the sky!!
I couldn't help but think of God's promise: "The rainbow shall be in the clouds, and I will see it and remember the everlasting covenant between God and every living creature."
— Genesis 9:16
A river runs through. A rainbow stretches above. And God's faithfulness surrounds. Maybe that's why the repeated appearance of "Blackwater" has felt so meaningful to our group. Not because God is sending secret messages, but because God's grace often uses familiar things to remind us that we are known, loved, and never beyond God's sight.
As our pilgrimage nears its end, our hearts are full. Tomorrow we will explore Dublin, visit Trinity College, and experience St. Patrick's Cathedral before beginning our long journey home.
Thank you for continuing to travel with us AND for your prayers.
Love,
REV. AMY