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Visiting an Unassuming Mass Grave

[WARNING: The next few posts will be about my summer experiences: varied, spiritual, and powerful experiences]

In the first few days of my summer internship abroad, the CreativeLab Europe took me to a place called The Roaches in England.  Having nothing to do with the insects, the area hosts rolling hills, mountainous terrain, sheep, llamas, cows, the works. 

It is also the home of one of the more frivolous scenes from the newest Pride and Prejudice with Keira Knightly.  Think the pensive, piano-background-music-laden scene where her dress is billowing out behind her on a cliff. 

Here is a photo of me not being quite as gracefully elegant on the same rock:  


Great.  Beautiful. 

Then we went to more breath-taking scenery, and more, and more.  Lest I sound ungrateful, I’ll cut through the sarcasm and admit I loved it. 

Then our savvy local tour guides (just friends of the Lab) took us to something called Lud’s Church.  See below:


After a little effort to get there, our friend told us of its history.  Apparently Lud’s Church was a gathering place for Catholics during the unrest (to put it mildly) between them and the Protestants a few hundred years ago.  It was literally their church.  The priest would stand towards the top of the slope in the church, the congregation would gather in the lower area below, and listen to the sermon.

Trouble is, one day the Protestants found the Catholics practicing their “heinous” version of the same faith and Protestant archers killed every Catholic in the church.

So I was told this part of the story well into the valley; about where I am in the picture, actually.  It blew me away, needless to say.  The massacre happened over 300 years ago, so the dead were well underground, but it was still mind-boggling.  What if the local wasn’t there to tell me that there were slaughtered people underfoot?  How many other places have I been in these ancient countries that were unassuming mass graves? 

I will address the maddening battles between Protestants and Catholics in the next blog about my experience in Northern Ireland – where the fight between sects is still alive and well.  

Food for thought.