from Jack Barnard

When I was in Apia, Samoa last year, I had been wandering around, looking through the market, admiring the colourful buses in the bus station. I ambled along the waterfront, and it was hot, tropical heat, the kind of heat that seems to suck all the energy out of you and makes you desperate for water. So when I came to the big white Catholic Cathedral, I sat down in a pew for a break. I discovered there was a lovely breeze blowing in from the sea, through the wide front doors, and I sat there awhile, reflecting that I could travel far from home, and still find a quiet space where I could stop and be in the presence of God.