
For example, getting to church early on Sundays (Kevin has to be there at 8:00 a.m.) we are greeted by this! The red stained glass window at the front of our church is a huge cross. At an early (just sunrise) hour the window throws this cross (it isn't really a shadow or a reflection; what would you call it?) across the sanctuary floor and it reaches the stairs. I find the sight of it, glowing on the stairs, illuminating the way up, so symbolic! We take turns standing in the flood of red light; it floods the soul!
I might have moved the guitar case out of this; but somehow it adds to the image because the reason we are privileged to witness this, is because the musicians are there to lift up their voices and play music in praise. Isn't an empty guitar case a little like the empty tomb! The instrument is no longer in it, but rather rejoicing!
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