Today I Saw God

This morning I finally made it to an authentic Spanish mass. I went to Barcelona's magnificent La Catedral. The silent prayers and melodic praises of the parishioners filled the stone edifice with an attitude of somber reverence. Light filtered in through vibrant stained glass windows adding a seemingly divine luminance.

When the service was over I stepped outside into the sun and was greeted by loud, joyous music being played in the street. Gathered in the plaza were hundreds of people, mostly elderly, holding hands in circles and dancing in a kind of Spanish, folk style.

Stepping so quickly from one world to the next was a brilliant reminder that all humanity is holy, the silent mountain monastery and the rambunctious town square, the priest at his pulpit and the dancer in the street; there is God in all of us.