Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Holy Week

The sun setting in the west, cast a golden glow through the stained glass windows of the church.    The old Victorian church feels holy, as holy to me as the feeling I had when standing in prayer at the Western Wall in Jerusalem.  Every time I enter this church I feel bathed in a peace that defies explanation.   This week has begun with a spirit of renewal for me.  A place of being spiritually content.  Resolved of all the questioning.  A new time of peace within.  


aimee said...

Beautiful! I feel like that when I visit the Abbey (and in some other places too).
Blessings, Aimee

Patty Sumner said...

That is wonderful Patty! I love those times of spiritual renewal...much better than the Spiritual hum-drums...May you have a wonderful Easter week! Blessings!

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