a cup of coffee in a little corner of my home lights and shadows remind me of what lies within me darkness and light love and hate goodness and self-centeredness the memories descend life and love family and friends grace and peace laughter and song so many gifts undeserved and plentiful soon the wraith of dim stories arrives failures loss shame and the quiet ache of all things left undone and of all that i have done to others and to myself i choose to surrender to all the images that so quickly float through my mind as i lift my gaze in a little corner of my home three crosses Calvary such an ugly place of death of pain of sorrow of suffering and it is there in the midst of the darkness and light of my life it is only there where the lies i tell and the lies i believe are exposed where my shame is undone in love and acceptance where i trade my burden for hope mercy love and the lightness of forgiveness and i realize He is here with me in a little corner of my home
This image contains lots of ingredients that make up a wonderful part of my life. It was taken a couple of years ago in my home town, East Meadow NY. You can see that it is the corner of FIFTH ST and PROSPECT AVE. If you walk towards the ’57 Chevy and turn right when you pass it, and walk down FIFTH ST, you will arrive at my home in about 4 minutes. Speaking of ’57 Chevy’s, I remember when my dad had one. In fact, I was so young, I can remember sitting in the back seat with my legs sticking straight out. I was too short to bend my knees over the edge of the cavernous seat. All to say, I love my home town memories, my dad’s old ’57 Chevy, and the precious gift of being able to go back and see my parents in the house I grew up in.
Moving away from the shore and back to my home town for a series – if 4 is a series – of images of the church I grew up in. This is the old St. Raphael’s Church in East Meadow, NY. The parish has built a beautiful, modern sanctuary and this is all that remains of the St. Raphael’s of my childhood. The structure is in the shape of an “L”, with the altar right at the lower left corner where the horizontal and vertical lines of an “L” meet. This is taken from the alter looking at the longest part of the sanctuary.