I never liked church much growing up. It always seem to get in the way of more important things like riding bikes and Casey’s American Top Forty.
Bored and uncomfortable in the wooden pews my mind would wander off thinking about this week’s “Long Distance Dedication” while marveling at the church’s massive beams and stained glass windows our family’s architect friend had somehow conjured. I’d zoom my eye in to examine a single piece and back out to the whole picture amazed at how properly arranged pieces could make something altogether different and more beautiful.
I still love stained glass and see versions of it throughout nature. From the wings of a dragonfly to coral fossils on the beach the collections of interesting pieces forming a more beautiful whole will always amaze me.
These days I have a decent idea of how stained glass windows are made and it’s impressive but who’s in charge of dragonfly wing construction?