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  • Kevin_Of_Bangor

    When I was a kid in church I was always sent off halfway through the sermon to a much smaller chapel with all the other children. I would always sit in the back alone by myself so I could peer out the slits of the stain glass window and think about life.

    I never paid any sort of attention to what I was being taught. I just started out that little slit at the sky. Not sure what I was thinking about though. 

  • nakedpastor

    i love that story kevin (i’m not far from bangor!)

  • Kevin_Of_Bangor

    Thanks and nice to see another Mainer even though I’m from away.

  • Erp

     Actually I think he is in New Brunswick (which I always think of as the overlooked province [I have ancestors from there, St. Martins]).

  • Erp

    While looking for something else I came across this poem which might fit in part.  My French is downright minuscule but the first two verses translate a bit like

    The sky is, beyond the roof,
    so blue, so calm
    A tree, beyond the roof,
    sways her branch.

    The bell, in the sky one sees,,
    softly rings
    A bird in the tree one sees,
    sings her plaint.


    Le ciel est, par-dessus le toit,
    Si bleu, si calme !
    Un arbre, par-dessus le toit,
    Berce sa palme.
    La cloche, dans le ciel qu’on voit,Doucement tinte.Un oiseau sur l’arbre qu’on voitChante sa plainte.

    Mon Dieu, mon Dieu, la vie est là,Simple et tranquille.Cette paisible rumeur-làVient de la ville.

    –Qu’as-tu fait, ô toi que voilàPleurant sans cesse,Dis, qu’as-tu fait, toi que voilà,De ta jeunesse ?

    Paul Verlaine, Sagesse (1881)

  • That’s beautiful! I love Verlaine.

  • This reminds me of the similar panel of the grey children in the grey classroom, with the world of the arts just out the window…

  • ethep

    This is EXACTLY the way I remember church.  Things droning on and on inside, but I could hear the birds singing outside.

  • I like this one.

  • newavocation

    Serenade by the Steve Miller Band could be a fitting background for this cartoon. 

    Did you feel the wind
    As it blew all around you
    Did you feel the love
    That was in the air

    Wake up, wake up
    Wake up and look around you
    We’re lost in space
    And the time is our own

  • I think what it needs is a handful of people in the pews, rendered in technicolor and looking out the window.

  • Kevin_Of_Bangor

    Yup, he is. I didn’t take the time to read that part last night and he is correct, he is not that far away.