A writer with little to no carpentry or construction skills tells a beautiful story of creating a space for him to celebrate Easter with his family. Maybe I’m more sensitive to sentimentality this particular Holy Week, but this was touching.
Matt Weber, writing for the New York Times:
“We have a church in our backyard?!!” exclaimed my 3-year-old. I decided to upgrade: “We have a cathedral! Your cathedral.”
She knelt down on what may be the most uncomfortable kneeler in the history of any church, real or otherwise — a recently chopped log of cherry tree — and she said a prayer. I imagined this too would be our family parish where we all come together to count our blessings on Easter morning.