When I was bicycle touring in southern England during the early 80's, I spent a very hot day riding from Chichester through the South Downs to Winchester. I got to Winchester pretty cooked after a lot of rolling hills on narrow roads. I parked my bike and walked through the doors of the cathedral, and a nun appeared (no kidding) in a beam of sunlight from one of the upper windows and said, "You look like you've had a day of it. Why not sit over here and rest a bit?" I went over and sat on a pew bench. It was cool, quiet and the sun was shining into the center of the cathedral in long beams. And I thought, aha I bet this was what it was like to be a pilgrim and to come all this way on foot and then enter the cathedral and be told welcome this is the house of God and believe it immediately.
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