Special correspondent in Morbihan
Father Gildas sighs, a sad smile on his lips.
“In a world where we want to understand everything, we have to accept, sometimes, not understanding,”
he confides, on the square in front of Saint-Armel, in Ploërmel, in Morbihan.
“It’s a sentence that Mgr Centène
(the bishop of Vannes, Editor’s note)
said to me, I meditate on it today.”
Exactly two months have passed since the disappearance of Father Christophe Guégan, in the middle of winter, on the night of January 17 to 18.
Under a light rain this Sunday, the young priest would like the parishioners to move forward.
The faithful disperse around the church in a swarm of lively conversations.
He continues:
“We have no choice but to move forward.
There is so much to do.
But when I find myself alone, at the end of the day, I still sometimes say to myself: but why would he have done that?
Why did he do it, if he really did it?”
The day after the disappearance, the young priest entered Father Guégan's room, looking for a clue, a farewell word.
“I searched his belongings, and even his letters.
But I didn’t find anything!”
, he laments.
On January 17, it was already dark when the Dominicans of the Holy Spirit saw the priest's car parking in front of the gates of the Pontcallec estate, in Berné, in Morbihan.
When he comes to find them...
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