Lent Day 6: Chapel

 

I find reason to sit alone in the chapel this morning.

A chilly wind wraps itself around the building whispering the promise of winter.

Inside it is still, calm and warm.

A gentle morning light shifts it's fingers through the stained glass windows refracting scenes of life and death. 

And yet here nothing moves,

This space is a solace to the outside world, to the life and death,

But it also prepares us for it.