In him was life, and that life was the light of all mankind. John 1:4
Chicago Union Station, 1943. Library of Congress
Such love does the sky now pour, that whenever I stand in a field, I have to wring out the light when I get home. Saint Francis of Assisi
In him was life, the light of men
As I listen to this statement within me what desire or challenge is stirred within me? Is there a prayer or action that emerges?