the faith of a stranger

[prismaticbleed]

thecatholicphotographer-blog:

Night Fever in Sacramento last night. Each candle is from a random stranger that went inside the beautiful cathedral to light a candle from our street teams.

This is so gorgeous it aches.
I swear the inside of my heart looks just like this, smells just like candle fire and smoky warmth and night air and incense.
Most striking to me here is the fact that every tiny light here was lit by a stranger, by a single soul’s gift, a crowd of compassion uniting them all beyond space and time by the simple profound power of the echoing light of God in their hearts that moved them to contribute such a spark.

And above it all, above word-made-flesh and within-it-all-sweetness, gold-on-red sings the words of transmutative incarnation beloved–

“This is my body that is for you.”