Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Our Flower Lady had brought buckets of white, red, and pink poinsettias, and garlands of berried branches to adorn the church. The chandelier was strung with fir branches and ribbons. Altar cloths are bright satin red.
I wanted to take pictures to capture the beauty, but then I realized that the impression is not only visual--the sensory input is part of it, through the sights I describe, the sounds of the hymns, the smells of incense and beeswax. But what really makes it worth passing on can't be carried over to mine or anyone's next moment, and that is the presence of God.