Pictoral Journal

I've always considered the labyrinth a metaphor for life, and our journey through it.

Its circuit is the same going in and coming out.

Any changes that take place are from above or inside, because all you take with you is yourself.

With our faith community, we have actually used them in the midst of our worship times.  It has been like a worship carnival. 

Events, booths, options for all the participants.

I one day will make it to Chartes Cathedral in France and walk this ancient pathway of prayer.

St. Francis speaks to me.  I appreciate his radical approach to his devotion to Jesus, as well as his appreciation of all of Creation.

This is my city.  It's big enough to have wonderful options, but small enough to be able to make a difference.  The last picture is of one of my favorite spots: The Byrd Theatre, a wonderful 1927 movie palace very near my home.

A lovely tree in autmn.  This is my lovely wife and her mom, Suzanne.  Luv'em both.

That's enough for today.  Pax.