March 7, 2011
ANNE MARIE POSELLA
SPECIAL TO THE WCR
In the sunny window of my mother's kitchen hangs a fragile, blown-glass vessel. Inside its clear outer globe are a number of tiny angelic figures, all facing inward.
However, it is only when I turn the glass and examine its many facets that I see the image of the Eucharist appear at its centre. It is only when the sun shines through this delicate prism that the colours hidden in the light refract and shimmer on the walls and ceiling of the room. more . . .