Light for Mind and Eye

For those who haven’t seen it yet, there’s a lovely photo-article in the Huffington Post about stained glass windows. Most of us might make a different choice according to our particular favourites, but these lovely windows provide light for mind and eye: http://huff.to/1kwDVjC. Is it accidental that most of these windows are religious in inspiration and purpose? There is something about light that answers to our deepest quest for love and understanding. St Benedict wrote of the deificum lumen, the light that not only comes from God but is, in a sense, a God-making light given to us for our guidance and reassurance. Re-reading the Prologue to the Rule, as we do during these days of Eastertide, we are reminded that our whole being must become light. Hearts and minds must be transformed — easy to say, far from easy to do! It is the work of a lifetime, and we need encouragement to go on, day after day, struggling with our inner demons and never giving up. Like the stained glass window seen from the wrong side, we may at present see only a jumble of shapes and forms that look dark and sombre. One day, however, the full glory will be revealed: the work of the Holy Spirit complete in us.

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3 thoughts on “Light for Mind and Eye”

  1. I think my favourite is Aix Cathedral, but followed closely by Gloucester Cathedral ( That gorgeous blue). I also like the window of King College Cambridge , but mainly because of the framing of it in the Perpendicular architecture.
    These are wonderful works of art that inspire the mind and lift up the soul to God. Thank you for sharing the link 🙂

  2. The apparent simplicity (just bits of coloured glass) along with the actual complexity (producing beautiful art via skilled craft) always entrances me. I never fail to be moved by the effect of being inside a church looking at the light in the windows and the patches cast on the floor and internal structures. One of my earliest memories is of the light playing in my parish church (sadly now demolished) – long before I was able to follow the Mass I had a childish impression of the place being “special”. They are uplifting and often transcend the actual image they are designed to portray.

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