As we enjoy the season of Advent, preparing our hearts to celebrate Christ’s birth and calling out with the saints triumphant for Christ’s return, I am reminded of a church in Paris that I visited a few years ago on my three week trip through France, Germany, and the Czech Republic. As I traveled the landscape of Europe—Paris, Lyon, Nice, Prague, Berlin, and dozens of villages along the Rhine—I noticed a common DNA that dappled their streets and towered over their squares: the old and weathered churches of an age Continue reading
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