St Patrick's Cathedral , a beloved space for my companion that day, is shrouded inside and out with scaffolding. Behind the main altar , is a spectacular Lady chapel. ( & I did not take any photos of it!). So it felt pretty much like a construction site.
But the next day I was walking down Park Avenue when I discovered the Church of Our Saviour, with these amazing paintings and images, not the usual array of saints represented either. At first I thought it might have been an Eastern Rites Catholic Church, but no , it is a regular RC Diocesan church.
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| The ceiling |
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| Not the usual saints. Having said that , I did not notice Kateri, the first Indigenous North American saint. Well, I guess that would not surprise any black woman reading this. She is tops on my list however! |
And not to be too exclusive:
On our way to Eisenbergs to indulge in Reuben sandwiches and chopped liver,
A Mitzvah tank playing loud and not very interesting music. ( your scribe hums the theme to
Music Deli in her ear worm instead) . Not sure this was my thing, but hey, God has to put up with some very mixed messages & supplications.
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