His Grace reflects

His Grace Archbishop Gordon shares his daily reflections while on pilgrimage walking the Camino Portugues.

Day 1: Walking the Camino Portugues

Some people believe that you do not walk the camino. They think, the camino walks you. Just as you do not choose to walk, the camino chooses you. When I boarded the plane an made my self comfortable, I asked myself, what madness am I doing. I am walking the camino a third time! Read more…

Day 2: A way of silence

There are many types of camino experiences. The French way is full of people. Over 200 people start every day. You get to know people and meet them over and over. You become friends and sometimes a community. The Portuguese way is much quieter. With much fewer pilgrims there is much less interaction. Read more…

Day 3: Camino – pain and joy


Walking the camino sounds romantic. There is an inner discipline that is required. This inner discipline is a constant reminder of the outer discipline that discipleship requires. I left Fatima two days ago. I have arrived in the town of Ansião. This is 47 Km of walking in two days. Traveling up hill 619 m and down hill 468 m. For example Fort George is 340 M high. Read more…

Day 4: The inner pilgrim

Last night I met my first pilgrim. Sebastian from Columbia. We were both staying in the same Albergue. He left Fatima, the same time as me, two days ago. He walked past the Casa Rural in Caxarias by 2 km. It broke his heart to turn back. So he soldiered forward and slept in a forest that night. He arrived here in Ansiao at 7:30 p.m. He told me that the heat from 1:30 pm till 6:00  wiped him out. Read more…

Day 5: Phillip or Emmaus?

This morning I awoke as normal 5:25am. I began as usual in absolute darkness. My phone as light and map to guide. My inner Pilgrim was smiling and singing and filled with Joy. Last night I spoke to the husband owner of the Albergue I stayed in. He explained the stages of the camino Portuguese. From now till Porto there are very few Albergues. Read more…

Day 6: Two Tales of a City

Today God passed my way and I was too dimwitted and afraid to recognize Him. Have you ever realized how fear shuts down our capacities? This morning leaving Coimbra, it was as dark as ever. The city, the third largest in Portugal, sprawls a while before rural space emerged. Cities are amazing. I will speak of the glory of the city and the folk festival last night, but not yet. Now I want to speak about the effect of the city on us. Read more…

Day 7: Gratitude

On Friday when Jose and I were speaking, he said to me there was so much to be grateful to God for. God had treated him which such generosity when he had been such a sinner. This is a disposition of someone who has encountered Christ. They move beyond themselves to God and recognize what they have received as compared to what they have given. There is a deep sense of the debt that cannot be repaid even if one gave all one had. Read more…

Day 8: Angels

Have you ever seen an angel? Today I met one. I was in a difficult part of the journey. Neither GPS or the signs on the road were making much sense and I really did not know where to go. I looked up and saw a woman making a signal to me. I went towards her and she waited on me. I could not speak a word of Portuguese and she could not speak a word of English. Read more…

Day 9: Bom Caminho

The Camino crosses many boundaries and thus interacts with many languages. In its heart and center it is still what it is—a spiritual odyssey. So to get the linguistics correct the terms are used as following—”buen camino” in Spain, or “bon chemin” in France, or “bom caminho” in Portugal. I am in Portugal so hence my shift. Read more…