Miara-dalana Blog

I woke up early, said my goodbyes to the people at Holy Family Parish, and then Fr. Gabriel took me to the “bush taxi” station. The next MEP brother priest on my list was Bishop George, the bishop of the Diocese of Port-Bergé (Boriziny). Mandritsara is in the Diocese of Port-Bergé, and I was travelling to the city that bears the diocese’s name. When we arrived, the taxi wasn’t ready to leave yet, so Fr. Gabriel bought me a cup of some very suspicious-looking coffee at the tax

After a few days of rest at the MEP mother house in Antananarivo, the MEP country superior sent me to go and visit the different missionaries in their missions. MEP missionaries only come home for a bit of rest and to visit their families once every three years, which means that there are many MEP missionaries whom I’ve never even met, and others whom I’ve only met briefly. So the objective of my visits was first to get to know my brother priests serving in Madagascar, and th

After months of anticipation, I finally arrived in Madagascar. The final weeks in France were a whirlwind: first Masses, last confessions, final meals shared together, and many heartfelt goodbyes. Since my ordination on September 6th, life has been wonderfully full. It has been a time rich in grace, though also very busy. Now, at last, I am grateful to have arrived—to slow down, to settle in, and to begin the work that lies ahead. The day before my departure for Madagascar, M