This is the second to last week of the internship. I have gone through so much, learned so much, and done so much. And yet, even now I feel like I have barely made a dent in the historic churches preservation project as a whole. I have thirty-eight churches to go, which is not a lot. But there is so much research to get done, because each individual building has its own story.
And I can still here the voices of all those saints before me singing in all the churches. There is a historicity to wandering amongst these churches. The weight of centuries of belief sort of weights on your head, when you realize that the church before you is based on a church designed five hundred or a thousand years before, for Christians whom I meet in heaven. Age and reverence dominate the mood.
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