Illumination

St. Mary's Cathedral.

After the vigil mass, the light glows and dazzles inside the hallowed space.
Holy mysteries have been revealed.
Elijah has heard the still small voice.
Jesus has walked on the water and calmed the storm.

Outside in the bright afternoon sun, the door beckons.
"Come! You will find rest for your soul."
A sleeping form lies in the doorway, oblivious to all that is offered.
Physical refuge? That's the least of it!

When Monsignor saw that I had survived my ordeal thus far, he hugged me.
That's another kind of blessing.

Blessings on you who read these words and contemplate this light.
Peace be with you. May you be well, may you be happy.