So I know that when I started this blog I set the theme for TV shows on Sunday nights, but two weeks ago I was lucky enough to participate in a moving and inspiring event, the March for Life in Washington, DC. It was one of the most impactful (is that even a word?) experiences in my life and I felt that it would be interesting to share.
The March for Life is an annual Pro-Life protest that culminates outside the Supreme Court. It takes place every year on January, 22 - the day Roe v Wade was decided 42 years ago. I went with a bus of students from around the area - Lowell Catholic, St. Francis in Dracut, St. Monica's in Methuen, and my parish, St. Anthony's in Lowell. The bus ride was over 8 hours with two stops and traffic, and one girl was carsick and threw up across from me multiple times, but I lived.
Day 1:
So on Wednesday I woke up at 4:30 to get ready to get on a bus to DC. The bus left at 6:00 AM, and headed to St. Elizabeth Seton Basilica in Maryland. The first mass was amazing. The mass was only for participants from the Archdiocese of Boston, but the church was completely full. I was asked to bring up the gifts out of approximately 1000 people, and was really happy to be able to participate. The homily by our bus priest, Fr. Bill, was very powerful, and the whole atmosphere was amazing.
Later that night, we attended a rally/concert at the Patriot Center. Rend Collective, a Christian band, opened it. We showed up a little bit late and missed most of their act, but what I saw of them was great. After they performed, Chris Stefanik spoke. He mixed humor with many great lessons. (I now follow his YouTube channel!) After Chris was done speaking, Matt Maher (!!!!!) came out. He preformed some of his classic songs and also some new ones I had never heard before. While all the performers were amazing, that wasn't the best part of that night. I remember looking around me and seeing Christian teens surrounding me. They were all singing along to the kind of music I listen to, and they were praying together as a group.
The night ended with Adoration at the Patriot Center. Yes, my back hurt, my knees were cracking, and I could barely keep my eyes open when we stumbled into the Hampton Inn for pizza around midnight, but it was totally worth it. My first impression of the pilgrimage was a great one.
Day 2:
We woke up early once again, and had to be down to the conference room for breakfast by 6:30. This was the day of the March! We packed into the bus and headed to Mass again. Once again, the Mass was with the entire Archdiocese. Cardinal Sean said the Mass this time, and it was amazing. Listening to him speak is an experience in itself. He has so much wisdom and faith, and even listening to him for 20 minutes leaves a mark on you. We were also joined in Mass by about 80 seminarians. There were soooo many people walking around in black clothing with white collars, it was more than a little intimidating.
After Mass, we got back on the bus, (this time equipped with bagged lunches) and went to the heart of DC where the March was taking place. The atmosphere at the actual March was amazing! We learned chants (Hey Obama, yo mamma chose life!) and there was no anger among us. We were really peaceful and happy. The best moment for me was turning around at the top of Capitol Hill and seeing thousands of people behind me. You couldn't see where they ended! I never knew that so many people shared in the same pro-life beliefs as me, and it was really encouraging to see that.After the March, we went to dinner with the Archdiocese of Boston (more pizza yay). Then we went to another Adoration service and had the opportunity to receive the Sacrament of Reconciliation. That night made me think about a lot of things, and I really feel like it lead to a deeper faith and understanding of who God is to me. Also, witness talks from different people reminded me that being Pro-Life isn't just about Abortion. It's about respecting individual lives in every word you speak and action you take. They taught me to treat everyone with compassion and love no matter what.
Day 3 (Goodbye DC):
On the last day, we attended Mass again, and had our last worship session. We had to say goodbye to some of the friends we had made along the pilgrimage and to people we might have known before. After Mass, we were supposed to watch the changing of the guard at Arlington National Cemetery, but our bus broke down and we missed it by three minutes (bummer). We did have time to visit the Lincoln Memorial, and some of the war memorials. I think my favorite part was seeing the Martin Luther King Jr. Memorial. First of all, it was huge. I had learned about it in art, but didn't realize it was that big. Secondly, some of the quotes surrounding the main sculpture were very relevant to what we were there for and were very touching.Sadly, after only a few hours of sightseeing, we had to get back on that stupid bus, and head home. It was weird knowing that I had only just met these people but was so sad to leave them. I only knew them for three days, but they probably know more about the real me than many of my good friends. Overall, the experience was amazing. I was happy to be able to share it with a few friends from my Church and my grandfather who I am extremely close with. The trip made me realize the importance of my faith in my everyday life, and I am very grateful for the opportunity. Hopefully, I'll be able to go next year again and get to experience it all over again!


























