Wandering about the clifftops of Santorini, I was awestruck at the serene, pervasive beauty. Gazing out into the vast ocean, I suddenly noticed a lady sweeping the surrounds of a nearby church. We looked at each other; I was struck by the warmth and sadness of her eyes. We spoke to one another freely, sensing a kindred spirit. After a heartfelt conversation, she invited me into the church entrusted to her to look after, a task she lovingly carried out.
Stepping into the church, I slowly walked inside. As I crossed myself, I looked towards the ceiling where the light illuminated the majestic icon of Christ Jesus. I stood in reverent awe and silence. Within the depths of my heart Christ’s words resonated with a power and beauty that stirred my soul.
Then Jesus spoke to them again, saying, “I am the light of the world. He who follows Me shall not walk in darkness, but have the light of life.” John 8:12