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This was the longer blog that I had to think about before I posted it. I cut about half of it, because it was mostly a rant, and what this blog was about was good upbeat feelings not some of the unpleasant expereinces we’ve had. So here it is. We’ll post about the other events later.
We forgot it was Sunday. We simply lost track of the days. But as often happens when you are feeling a little lost and more than a little out of touch with the important things in your life, you find something, or someone to renew your faith. For us, it was Grace Cathedral. First it is a beautiful church, but second, and most important it was a very welcoming church.
The moment we stepped through the doors, we felt better. The area leading up to their gift shop, yes gift shop, was bright and full of a sense of light that has nothing to do with white walls or light that only the optic nerves can see. It was a wonderful building, and we never even got all the way upstairs. We were, as always on this trip, running to a very tight schedule, but the small bit of time we were able to give to exploring the cathedral was time very well used. In the gift shop among the more traditional holy items, were Halloween things for sell. A hat with wizard written on it’s pointy top, another that had boo written across it in light up letters. There was a plaque with a quote for Blake, “Imagination is proof of the divine,” I may be paraphrasing by a word or, two. We didn’t buy that plaque. We bought the one that read, “bidden, or not bidden, god is present.” If it had only said, goddess it would have been absolutely perfect. I think by trying to assign a specific sex to deity, when limit, him, her, or them, or it. We truly don’t have a good pronoun for a concept as large and amazing as deity.
There were Celtic objects actually made in Ireland. A Brid’s cross, no matter that it is St. Brigdit’s. The cards with the objects told not just of the Christian history, but mentioned the earlier “pagan” history, as well. Very refreshing.