This Lent I was introduced to the beautiful art of Carl Heinrich Bloch. He was influenced by Rembrandt. “The altarpieces can be found at Holbaek, Odense, Ugerloese and Copenhagen in Denmark, as well as Loederup, Hoerup, and Landskrona in Sweden.” Enjoy!
“Hail, favored one! The Lord is with you.”
“Most blessed are you among women, and blessed is the fruit of your womb.”
Mary and Elizabeth
While they were there, the time came for her to have her child, and she gave birth to her firstborn son. She wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.
Jesus took Peter, James, and John his brother,
and led them up a high mountain by themselves.
And he was transfigured before them;
his face shone like the sun
and his clothes became white as light.
And behold, Moses and Elijah appeared to them,
conversing with him.
Then Peter said to Jesus in reply,
“Lord, it is good that we are here.
If you wish, I will make three tents here,
one for you, one for Moses, and one for Elijah.”
While he was still speaking, behold,
a bright cloud cast a shadow over them,
then from the cloud came a voice that said,
“This is my beloved Son, with whom I am well pleased;
listen to him.”
When the disciples heard this, they fell prostrate
and were very much afraid.
But Jesus came and touched them, saying,
“Rise, and do not be afraid.”
And when the disciples raised their eyes,
they saw no one else but Jesus alone.
As they were coming down from the mountain,
Jesus charged them,
“Do not tell the vision to anyone
until the Son of Man has been raised from the dead.”
Happy St. Patrick’s Day! Spring is supposed to be here in three days. I don’t know if this was one of the darkest winters in history, but it sure has been one of the coldest on record! We might have even set some records for snowfall. The snow is beautiful when it first comes down, covering the earth in a pure blanket of white. But after months of cold, when the snow has turned to a dirty, slushy and crusty consistency, it’s easy to get sick of it all. When I was in college, we called February the Dark Ages. By this time each year, we were sick of the cold, the dark, and the overcast skies.