How could it happen … and in Holy Week, too? Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris, France engulfed in flames? It can’t be possible! But, it was. Shock was felt around the world as tweets, FB posts, emails, phone calls were exchanged and the “h” – “hopeless” – word became the centrepiece of many exchanges of conversations when life and death, reality and hope intersected.

There was death at my friend’s funeral. And then signs of hope began to appear … when I looked up and saw images of light, dancing on the wall in the reflections from the glorious stained glass windows of the Anglican Cathedral in Victoria, British Columbia, when life and death, reality and hope intersected.

There was death as Notre Dame Cathedral was engulfed in flames. And then signs of hope began to appear … there were no fatalities and the injured are going to recover; firefighters and First Responders worked tirelessly and as a result, the Rose Window may have been saved; some priceless treasured works of art were removed in time/weren’t damaged; the 8,000 pipe Great Organ might be able to be restored; the structure may be sound enough to rebuild and donations of money are pouring in for the restoration fund

There was death long, long ago and each year during Holy Week.
And each time, hope emerges – Easter! Hope – there is hope. In some way. Some how. Some day. Big or small, always. There is hope.

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Photo taken at Christ Church Cathedral, Victoria, British Columbia, April 16, 2013 at the funeral of Joan Carr.
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