Dostoevsky said that God will save the world through beauty.
As I enter the church, I dip my fingers into holy water and cross myself. Icons, sculptures, and stained glass surround me, proclaim the Good News. Indeed, the very architecture speaks in cruciform.
Beauty silences me. I breathe in deeply and kneel before the Mystery of God. And I am saved.
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I have been enjoying reading these thoughts. It makes me reflect on my own journey. I am so thankful that I have more than words now.
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