Earlier today, as I made my way west towards Galway, I stepped inside some local churches and quietly observed the local god-fearing folk. Some audibly whispered their prayers, while others sat quietly among the benches and knelt before the altars.
A nation united (and divided) by religion, churches stand proudly in every city, town and village, like this massive structure in Kilkenny.
Before I jumped in my car and made my way back to the highway, I noticed the sun poking out from behind the clouds.
As if it was speaking to those below, I thought, “Maybe someone’s prayers were answered.”