“My name is Legion”

We are in Lincolnshire for a quiet day especially as we go to Mass at the Osgodby Mass House (1793) in the evening. It is a very short Mass, no sermon, but givien the place in the tiny Mass House it is spiritual for all that.

“What is your name” asked Jesus. “My name is Legion.” I don’t know why I always find that phrase chilling, and yet correct about human nature.