Wednesday, September 15, 2010


i guess it was when
i overheard them drawing together,
when milla was directing avi
(as usual)
on how to draw a church,
that i realized their idea of a church
has changed this summer
from what they always knew.

with a medieval church
as the pinnacle of every little town
we've been in on this trip,
the girls have taken to them
and beg me to stop and go in
every one we pass by.
"but look mom, the door is open!"
how can i turn that down?
so we park the car,
we unbuckle everyone,
and we creep in quietly,
little ants under those big vaulted ceilings
across those stone floors
admiring the windows, the statues,
the candles. . .

and so even though
they've attended church
every week of their life
for nearly 4 and 6 years
where there never once was a cross
or a stained glass window,
all of a sudden
when they decide to draw a church
it has a cross on top
and stained glass windows
with pictures of the Savior
and the Virgin Mary on them.

i actually love
that they also see the draw to these
centuries-old places of worship,
with their walls seeped in history
their floors worn uneven,
and their windows and statues
showcasing the talent and the toil
of artisans
with the same reverence and respect
that still floats through
the church today.

and we will keep stopping the car
and stepping in
every chance we get.

1 comment:

SweetpeainFrance said...

Yes, DO stop at churches and even if one were not of a religious conviction one can still admire the toil, labour, vision and creation against so many odds amongst the architectural detail. One can also try to understand and appreciate the ravages of time and history that people had to endure.
Some sanctified buildings hold no soul for me, but often others produce a discrete ambience.
I think that in every country and place there is something tomlearn from entering a religious building.