Time travel today, back to the month of July and a city trip.
It was hot.
The kind of hot that negates the freshly-showered and clean clothes
feeling in a matter of minutes.
A hot that lingered in shadowed alcoves.
The sun glared, cars honked, and pedestrians bustled.
I crossed the street and entered a sanctuary.
Inside it was dark with jewel-toned tinted light, and cool.
A refreshing cool that made me sigh in relief.
And, it was peaceful.
A peace born of 150 years of prayer within its walls.
I made pictures.
I marveled.
Wishing you a bit of peaceful sanctuary today and all the year through.
