ON “DIVINE LIGHT”
Joel Clarkson said: “Often, during a homily or while kneeling during the prayers of the people, I’ll glance over toward the gathered congregation and see a strange, otherworldly sight: a single beam of light, pouring down into the congregation, its path articulated by the swirling mist of incense, falling on a favoured individual. Often, these people will have their eyes closed against the blinding brightness, which only serves to heighten the sense of the strange, heavenly calm, the sudden instance…