Edinburgh, Scotland

 

 

This morning we worshipped in the mother church of world Presbyterianism - St. Giles Cathedral. Here John Knox preached the ideas of the Reformation. The worship service was quite formal by our standards, but beautiful. I find that humor is not much employed in the services I have attended over here, so they lack a little warmth - at least, in my humble opinion.

 

 

 

I kept imagining John Knox preaching from the pulpit and railing against the Pope. Here he is depicted in stained glass:

 

 

Here I am with John, now. He is a bit stone-faced:

 

On our way to Edinburgh, we stopped in Durham, where there is a massive Norman cathedral that predates the Gothic cathedrals we have visited. The style of this church is Romanesque; it has more rounded arches, thicker walls, and smaller window areas. It has a much heavier feel than the other cathedrals we have been to. A very spiritual place - St. Cuthbert is buried here and therefore a place of pilgrimmage for centuries.

 

 

Ever since we have left London, the weather has been cool and damp. We feel right at home!