I'm not much of a churchgoer in my adult years, but I've always been sort of attracted to our local church back when my family still attended mass on Sundays. The church was still pretty plain back then with a simple painted Jesus on the sanctuary wall and with mismatched stained glass. Now that it's a cathedral and everything's laden with steelwork and gold paint and matching window panes, I've always felt like it's gotten a little haughty in its grandeur. The scores of couples getting hitched there, including Dingdong and Marian, would beg to differ, I'm sure.
A recent visit did kinda warm me up to it a bit though. Granted, there was a small wedding going on, so they might have distracted me from the gaudiness around me, but still I did get to appreciate the other less extravagant parts of the church. The monument and grotto manage to evoke stillness even though they're beside the Vancouver thoroughfare. And this will come off morbid, but the columbarium is especially beautiful, as is the open-air passage behind it, set in brick and decorated with simple foliage. It wouldn't be enough to bring me back into the fold, but if I'm feeling especially pensive, I wouldn't mind taking a breather there. read more