Nicole Page-Smith
We are god
Churches rise. Rising with the steeple. The glory. An internal contemplation of god in the architecture. Steeples of churches rising through the clouds to touch god. Churches as though flying. Flying churches. The architecture and stained glass, soar. Soaring through the air your mind is taken to god. Ascension colours like stars fall through stained glass windows to the floor of churches. Churches housing the spirt of god, all stone and of ascension, rise to the occasion. Rising with the steeple.
Steeples. Churches rising out of steeples and the will of god. If god was a colour would he be azure or gold. Perhaps the sky with the clouds lifting to heaven has our elevation and place. We are in heaven when we are born, born of heaven. Of heaven is the need and churches pray with the stained glass, the light and followers of religion. A spiritual need is to be born. Faith. Church architecture is like our inner being, we are built only to rise with the steeple, the spirit. Our inner frame grows, a deepening of faith and our body. Stars we already reflect have our name on them and we shine like stars to the Lord for our inner core is god. We are of faith for Jesus but Jesus bears our name. We are god.
