Photo and reflection by Debbonnaire Kovacs, March 4, 2015    This is a dim photo of a special church service. A pastoral intern spent hours on her knees placing slate tiles to represent a path and a crossroads, arranging stones to show a winding path and a bit of spiral, some candles for enough light for contemplation, and at the center, a woodcarving of a human being in extremis, curled into fetal position, arms over head, heart wide open in pain or sorrow or even despair (the feeling is in the heart of the beholder).

I thought of the path a very young Ellen Harmon described, narrow and tortuous, confusing, with no visible destination, but with just enough light to see one step at a time. And with an inner certainty that the path will lead…

…eventually…

                                      … to The Light.

                            Ash Wed, 2012-01