Kimberly Bonnet | Tuesday, October 25, 2011
It is no secret that the Grotto is a special place. It is a gorgeous haven, offering a place for quiet reflection in the midst of campus chaos. It has many meanings and memories to anyone who has ever lit a candle, knelt for a prayer or even just passed through.
I find an unmatched comfort in the communal and cyclic nature of prayer at the Grotto. Candles are lit by individuals as prayers of needs or thanks and placed among the intentions of others for the community to hold. Even when you are forced to tend to other matters, your prayer is still felt by all who visit the Grotto. Even though you don’t know the name or face of the person who lit the candles, you are still able to hold their intentions in your personal prayers.
Monday night, the idea of the Grotto being a place of community support took new form. I sat shocked and saddened by the loss of a dear family friend. I was joined by a stranger. He introduced himself as Matt, and he sat with me. Although at the time, I was silenced by the shock of her sudden passing, the offering of support from an unknown member of my Notre Dame family was remarkable. I sometimes forget how unique the spiritual strength of this community is and appreciate the pleasant reminder, especially in a time of sorrow, that I always have my Notre Dame family to rely on. Thanks for that.