Boca Catholic Church

After the wedding we spent the night at a hotel in Boca Raton. Sunday morning, as is our custom, I took my reason for living to the local Catholic Church before heading back to the Keys. Mary has, without fail, gone to church every Sunday morning for 32 consecutive years. There she prays to the good Lord to turn me into the husband she truly deserves. Every Sunday for 32 consecutive years the good Lord has ignored her prayers. In any event this Church was big, prosperous looking Catholic Church but the interesting feature they had that caught my eye was they had erected a grotto like display in the lobby of the church with footprints cast in the concrete. Displayed in the window of the Grotto they had the poem Footsteps In The Sand. I took a couple of pictures but, as usual, the flash made a reflection in the glass. Nevertheless the pictures are posted below. 

The wind blowing the palms at the RV Park.

The covered walkway leading the entryway of the church

Flowers along the covered entryway

Footsteps In The Sand

The Grotto