There’s a great post today over at ¡Hola, Papi! by John Paul Brammer. Here’s the post. I love their response to a question from an atheist about whether one needs to participate in religion in order to feel something akin to awe (emphasis mine): “There’s an architecture to holy things, isn’t there? When you enter an elaborate cathedral with its ornate pillars that lead you, an ant, to crane your neck up, up, up to the heavens, past the painted ceilings to a sky we don’t fully understand, heavens teeming with angels and gods and beings that defy logic, that’s glamor at work.
✍🏻 ¡Hola, Papi! | "I'm looking for awe"
✍🏻 ¡Hola, Papi! | "I'm looking for awe"
✍🏻 ¡Hola, Papi! | "I'm looking for awe"
There’s a great post today over at ¡Hola, Papi! by John Paul Brammer. Here’s the post. I love their response to a question from an atheist about whether one needs to participate in religion in order to feel something akin to awe (emphasis mine): “There’s an architecture to holy things, isn’t there? When you enter an elaborate cathedral with its ornate pillars that lead you, an ant, to crane your neck up, up, up to the heavens, past the painted ceilings to a sky we don’t fully understand, heavens teeming with angels and gods and beings that defy logic, that’s glamor at work.