I do udnerstand that a lot. The church I was born into is over 150 years old and still has her magnificent stained glass windows. There is something just breath taking to it sitting there while mass is going on and watching the sunlight throw colors across everyone. I used to get in trouble with Mom when I was little for reaching up into them to touch the sun rays. I still want to do that but can restrain myslef now. :)
Heh. That’s a nice story. :)