An Owl Among Ruins
notes of a Christian contrarian
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OOPS. I asked the question about Christian ruins before I saw this. Both these pictures and the previous ones remind me of the poem Ozymandias when it says “Look on my works, ye mighty and despair.”
Wel, I think Ozymandias was meant to be understood as a pagan speaker. To me these Christian ruins are evocative in a different way. When I visit such a place, I think of it as still a living church, reverberating with centuries of prayer. Then I stop, face the altar or the spot where it was, and add mine to them. At the same time, I want this blog to suggest the question of whether the church is not actually in ruins. It seems to me the ability to ask that question is the slender thread on whcih the whole thing hangs.