These are photographs which I took at the Monastery of the Holy Spirit in Conyers, Georgia, as well as a few other places I have been over the years. There are also essays down below and links, on the right, to some of my published books and essays. Hope you enjoy them.
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Abbey Church - the following batch of photos are mostly of the Church. The play of light changes with each hour and is beautiful. These I took in mid-afternoon. Monastery Photos
Hello again, your pictures are wonderful, I especially like these with the blue light on the stone columns.
I haven't posted anything on my blog since before the death of John Paul II. Though I am not a Catholic, I have been mourning the loss of such a strong and courageous servant of God. He will be missed,and this world needs the stability he gave us. May the next Vicar of Christ be as strong and courageous. I ask you to pray for me, life is testing me at this time.
I have been grieving so over the loss of Papa John Paul. I loved him so, and still do. I do know he is in the arms of the Eternal Heart... I do know that, but my flesh still seems to mourn. And ache. How this light you captured comforts and assures me that our dearly beloved Holy Father is within a mysterious, tender Presence, rapt with unspeakable, silent Love. Blessings on you and your struggles. And your dear mother. Karen
2 comments:
Hello again, your pictures are wonderful, I especially like these with the blue light on the stone columns.
I haven't posted anything on my blog since before the death of John Paul II. Though I am not a Catholic, I have been mourning the loss of such a strong and courageous servant of God. He will be missed,and this world needs the stability he gave us. May the next Vicar of Christ be as strong and courageous. I ask you to pray for me, life is testing me at this time.
Yours in Christ, Truthseeker.
I have been grieving so over the loss of Papa John Paul. I loved him so, and still do. I do know he is in the arms of the Eternal Heart... I do know that, but my flesh still seems to mourn. And ache. How this light you captured comforts and assures me that our dearly beloved Holy Father is within a mysterious, tender Presence, rapt with unspeakable, silent Love. Blessings on you and your struggles. And your dear mother. Karen
Post a Comment