The Blessing

One time, when a winter storm closed the roads, we spent Christmas night sleeping* in the basement of the Methodist church in Post, Texas. It was not nearly the spiritual experience one might anticipate, even with the heavy symbolism of taking refuge and etc.

And, then last Christmas Eve, I explored the Catholic church in Marathon, Texas, where I suppose a Mass was held later that night. This time it was just me and the little Pope there on the windowsill. Neither of us snored.

St. Mary Catholic Church
Marathon, Texas
photographed 12.24.2018

*Sort-of sleeping, I guess. Many, many people snore, as it turns out. And church basement floors are very cold.

Posted on November 16, 2019, in Photography and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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