National Shrine Grotto at Mount St. Mary's University

 

When we were in Gettysburg last month for the Gathering Hands Retreat, Kay and I made a short morning excursion to the National Shrine Grotto at Mount St. Mary's University. The weather was lovely for a cool morning walk through the woods and up the hillside to the grotto. We arrived before early enough that there were no crowds. This enabled us to experience the peacefulness of the woods, the bird song, and the sound of water at the spring and fountain. The Stations of the Cross line the pathway up the hill. There are many little sanctuary spaces to sit and contemplate along the way. There is a beautiful, tiny chapel, a round fountain area with stone bench seating all around, and a spigot which pours spring water for anyone to bottle or drink from. 

The grotto itself is tucked into the hillside. One stone that is darker than the rest stands out with a sign telling visitors that it is from the Lourdes, France grotto. It has been worn smooth by hands touching it over the years. Kay and I lit candles and took some time to sit and pray here. Nearby is a large boulder where Mother Ann Seton would sit and teach the children on Sundays in the early 1800's.

On the way back down, the pathway is lined with beautiful mosaics of the mysteries of the Rosary. Again, there are little niches with statuary and places to sit for contemplation. 

Although it would have been nice to spend more time here, our two hour getaway was a perfect respite in the middle of a weekend filled with talking and activity. It is obvious that this Shrine is well maintained down to every detail. Visitors were respectful and kept hushed voices in order that this sacred space was not distracted by the rush of every day life. I have not been to many shrines in my lifetime but I can say that these places "feel" different. They bring a special connection to our Creator and Savior and to those saints who have gone before us, leaving us with beautiful reminders to help ground us and point us toward perfection in our imperfect lives.