Magyar Epiphany

Nightmares in a dreamy summer as messages about what I must do

I took this at Sunday liturgy at the Serbian Orthodox parish where I worship. On the far right, in the round mitre, is a bishop, who visited the parish today. I love the framing here: despite the fact that the parish had the unusual experience today of a bishop’s visit, the bishop looks so small compared to the glory of God in that iconostasis (that is,…