There have been many horrific catastrophes throughout my lifetime. None have touched me as I was touched this morning, watching, on the TV news, Notre Dame de Paris in flames.
I believe that the me of 10 years ago would have acknowledged that it is a building of historic and cultural significance, but that it is just a building. However, nine years ago I visited Paris and laid my hands upon her walls. I have stood in the light shining through the rose windows. Today I am in tears.
I am not a spiritual person. When I visited Notre Dame, which was the most magnificent work of art I think I will ever experience, I touched my hands to her stones and felt love pour into me. I felt the love of craftsman who toiled with care for centuries to make her beautiful, I felt the love of parishioners, worshipers, visitors. She is truly magnificent.
The only thing I have to ask of you is this, don’t underestimate that which is incomprehensible to you. Have love in your heart.