Brothers and sisters in art,
in a vision I saw the Holy Church of Art sitting radiant and glorious on the
high mountain. I saw multitudes gather at the base of the mountain and turn
away in laziness and fear. I saw many begin the climb, but turn back because
they had not prepared themselves. Some trudged wearily on, looking back to
where their true calling lay.
A few stopped to be
interviewed and praised for efforts so far. They lingered, and they lost their
way. Those who kept their focus on the light, even faltering, continued to the
summit and the temple.
But this was not the end of
the vision. As these successful pilgrims sat basking in the radiance, some got
up, began to descend the treacherous slopes and reach a hand to the struggling
travelers.
“The journey is worthy, and
you can arrive,” they said.
Amen
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