Notre Dame, the cathedral of the Archdiocese of Paris; construction began in 1163, everything else you can find in Wikipedia, so I won’t go there, but I did want to stress the age of this incredible church. As the Sunday Traveler wandered within this cavernous edifice it was hard not to be awe struck, to think of the hands that laid stone upon stone, carved arches and pillars, sculpted statues, put stained glass windows into place, gave their gifts to the world to see in the name of God.
The Rose Windows, created by artists who combined bits of gemlike colored glass to relate bible stories to those who could not read.
Lighting was low around the perimeters of the church, almost dark in some places; there were spotlights shining mostly in the middle of the church.
The photo above reminded me of something that might have come out of a Dan Brown book. I’ve learned over the years in places like this to find a spot and stay there for a while to see what unfolds within this one area. It was great, seeing priests coming and going. It added to the story in my mind as I looked at the history here; it added a human meaning/touch, that life went on here after all the years.
Sunday mass was going on, the next photo will give a perspective of the magnitude of the building
The post started with a photo looking towards the front of the church, and I will end this second part of Notre Dame looking towards the back of the church, and up at the organ
The Sunday Traveler will continue on with part 3 of Notre Dame next week. And speaking of the organ here, and since the last video worked, a little later today I will post a very short snippet of the music when I first walked in.
Let’s travel on.