Had a memorable time at the compounds of this old church in Melaka. They didn’t have Sunday evening mass there so as plans of mice and men oft go astray, we started to wander around the compounds. Wander and wonder we did as the space and architecture beckoned our curiosity and our interaction with the refreshing openspace. There stood an old church with arched doorways built in 1710 and infront was a modern interpretation of Jesus summoning Peter’s faith to “come walk to me” as He calmed the storm from the boat.
I remember this lovely stanza from Tagore
“From the solemn gloom of the temple
children run out to sit in the dust,
God watches them play
and forgets the priest.”
Fireflies by Rabindranath Tagore
(no offence to priests)
Leea having fun “walking” on water.