High Lights

Our church hosted a carnival this past weekend.  The kind with a Ferris Wheel, rides that sling you around, inflatable obstacle courses, haunted houses for scaring and state fair food like corny dogs and funnel cakes.  It was a great, fun-filled weekend.

I did not ride any of the rides.  Not for any particular reason – it’s just that as I’ve gotten older I have discovered that I like keeping my feet on the ground.  And, oddly enough, my life still feels complete even without the thrill of a roller coaster.  A couple of people encouraged me to ride the Ferris Wheel telling me how pretty the lights would be when I could see them from the top but, I opted to enjoy the sights from the ground.

Then as I drove the boys to school at Oh:DarkThirty I found myself at the top of the **High Five Interchange in Dallas.  Twelve stories up I realized I was getting a pretty good glimpse of the lights displayed by North Dallas.  When I exited the highway and turned back south towards their school I looked back left.  Dawn was just beginning to break resulting in the first hints of orange and pink on the horizon.  Against a dark backdrop it was magnificent.  Then, more to my delight, as I looked south again, I could see the lights of Downtown Dallas – 11 miles away – lit up against the still mostly dark sky. I was in awe of this urban beauty I was experiencing.

Turns out – I didn’t even need a Ferris Wheel to enjoy the sights Dallas has to offer.

Since I could not safely drive and take photos I pulled these pictures of Dallas-at-night from my archives.

Downtown Dallas  Eating on the rooftop at Gators in The West End in Downtown Dallas

Omni Hotel

The Omni Hotel, Dallas

Margaret Hunt BridgeMargaret Hunt Bridge at dusk

***you can read a blog I wrote about Driving in Dallas by clicking on the link.

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Christ Mirrored

At Mass the community atmosphere is warm and welcoming and it’s always good to see the House of God filled with people.

But, every once in a while I get the opportunity to walk into the sanctuary when no one else is around.  The feeling I get at that moment is indescribable.  Surrounded by beauty that is both simple and refined I am often overwhelmed by the gift of Jesus in my life.  And, I am thankful for the quiet moment to enjoy His presence.

Taken on my IPhone  I didn’t even realize the mirror of Christ was part of the baptismal font.  I was pleasantly surprised when I discovered ‘my’ clever skills.

St. Jude