A while ago I learned about labyrinths. There is one in Holden Village ... marked with stones and reinforced by the walking of humans. In winter it is maintained ... by snowshoes, by boots, by seekers. The walls grow higher as the snow continues to fall.
And yet ... one can find forgiveness, reconciliation, renewal and hope walking a labyrinth in the middle of a bustling city ... in the interior of a nave. There for folks to walk and meditate. To find cleansing in the midst of vaulted ceilings, the sun colored reflections through the windows depicting God's glory, the precision of arches, the seekers kneeling forward praying what only they know.
Labyrinths around the world, on walls of caves, in our hearts and our minds. In Chartres, France, the hills of Contra Costa, Eagles Point, SF, and here at Grace Cathedral in SF.
So fitting ... a labyrinth ... full of the grace of God ... in Grace Cathedral.
Slow day ... walk ...
Lo I am with you always, says the Lord.
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