January 5, 2005
Calling
My friend Lynn is one of many down through the years with a remarkable talent and vocation that she implements with skill and vision. She leaves her presence all over the church where she’s created a design here and a lovely place there in a nave or over somebody’s shoulders or before an altar or simply to cover a chalice in wonderland, all unique and “tailored” to the person or the place. She’s a liturgical artist, a sculptor with needle, thread, and fabric.
A century or more will pass as her works and those of others of her colleagues endure, as they are admired and used by those who’ll never know who or what stresses and pleasantries and vision brought them to pass. They’ll be taken for granted just as they are granted for the taking, but they’ll always belong somehow to their creative artists and be in the presence of God where first they were offered.
Liturgy means the work, the vocation of the people. Liturgical art — and artists — remind us also of the joy and beauty that can be in our calling and theirs.