THE CHURCH OF ST LEGONTIAN
THE MIRACLE OF EUCHARIST, 700AD

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FAITH is being SURE what we hope for,
and CERTAIN of what we do not see.
Hebrew 11:1

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Day 11 of 14. Oct 15, 2007.


We left Loreto to get to Lanciano in the same morning, 180km southward along the coastline freeway. We were concerned about getting to the destiny before the city afternoon nap time of 1-3PM. We parked away from the St.Legontian about 1M and walked through the streets, curving along the narrow streets to get to the church.


We entered the side door leading to a small courtyard, and were told to have 15min window to visit the Holy Eucharist at the altar. We lined up against a wall outside waiting for the previous group to leave, another group were behind us. When we got inside and in front of the Sanctum, the place was crowded around the Tabernacle hosting The Eucharist, of 700AD.

It was awestruck to see the Unseen! I took several images around the altar holding the miracle of Eucharist, not a clear view amongst constant flow of people. There was no time left for the Eucharist adoration, except contemplating later on what was just seen in front of our eyes for that day.

The Sanctum was separated from another altar below of the main church where there was some meeting of a small group of priests; we did not visit this part of the church. A Franciscan monk stood aside signaled the end of our time, the next group came in. We stopped by the church bookstore, small and crowded, from many visiting groups speaking in different languages. The cashier and a monk worked frantically with the patrons. We headed out for lunch, which was quickly overcrowded more than 50 of us. Some of us decided to walk further out, but there was not much of any sandwich shops around, yet there were high class shopping windows along the street nearby. We grabbed something to eat and rendezvoused with the group at Plebiscite Square, public square, in front of The Basilica of Santa Maria del Ponte, St. Mary of the Bridge, in Lanciano.

It was still early at the square, I went inside the Basilica, across the street of the St.Legontian. The interior was astounding magnificent in architecture, without anyone knew about this place and no one around inside, yet a few images were recorded before a Franciscan walked quietly past me and seemed like pacing and waiting at the door. It was 1PM, the afternoon blackout time of the town. I walked out of this magnificent church, and had a feeling of discovering a hidden treasure.

We grouped together in front of the church in the public square to board our bus, heading west across central Italy toward Rome.

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