Tag: faith
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Cathedral Close
It is eight o’clock. From the great Gothic mass of the cathedral a tintinnabulation of bells proclaims the hour. Skies of grey: footsteps echo on the cobbles of the Close, and birch trees that line Cathedral Green’s flat acres of grass drip solemnly, the rain’s history whispered among their leaves. The shower has passed, they…
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In a Monastery Garden
Another from the archives: “Will you be comfortable there, Father? The bench is hard; can I bring you a pillow to support your back?”The novitiate is over-solicitous, as those fresh to the calling tend to be, and he tests Father Ignatius’s patience at times. “A pillow, indeed? Now that would be an indulgence rife with…
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Out of Darkness
The pavement is narrow here. They elbow against him as they pass. He remonstrates; they laugh at him, the children. Nervous laughter, child laughter. “I’m not frightened of an old man!” One of them says. “He looks like a paedophile, du’nn’ee? You’re a paedophile, mister! Dirty old ****!” Maybe it is a conceit, he thinks,…
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