You will always have less trouble with a snake in a towsack than a man in a robe

You can’t see God through a stained glass window

I have often wondered why the worship of the Creator of the Universe so often takes place in rooms sealed off from all that was created. The sanctuaries seem to be monuments to man’s architecture not God’s. Windows, if they are designed in, are translucent art forms which distort more than they reveal.

Where is the majesty by which we will be inspired? Is it in the holy man’s words, the trappings of the altar, the leather-bound instruction booklet? Perhaps we should look to the icons scattered about or the richly polished woodwork.

Nay, give me instead a grassy meadow or rolling surf, a sunset or star filled sky, the flight of a bird across the Heavens. There will I find my God. There will I find my answers!


Comments on: "Finding God Through A Stained Glass Window" (1)

  1. Total agreement here…….

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