St. John the Baptist

Viewed from the outside, the stained glass windows of St. John the Baptist are as gloomy as the storm clouds which frequently hover over the English countryside. The gray opaqueness of the panes never hint at – and, in fact, almost willfully hide – the wonder within.

As I stepped inside the church, the ancient building’s shadowy dimness immediately enveloped, and the hum of activity from outside receded in the face of the chapel’s stillness. After a while, with only the soft echo of my footsteps to break the silence, my eyes grew accustomed to the dim interior, and this is what I saw.

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What little there was of the sun on this day, enough rays peeked from behind the clouds to shine light through the windows, illuminating its colorful details.

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Looking at the stained glass, I can understand why pilgrims trekked from afar to worship at churches. Oh, I don’t doubt the pilgrimages were just for religious purposes. Irregardless of one’s spiritual bent, when inside, sitting in the cool, quiet nave, the drudgery of life is certainly less of a burden. And who’s to say that gazing upon the beauty of colored glass is nothing short of heaven on Earth?

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Response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside

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