She crouched down and peered intently through the bottom pane of glass in the sanctuary door, and she was utterly entranced...
She was waiting with her mum for her ballet class to start...
"Would you like to go in and have a look? I asked. She nodded wide eyed, and her mother thanked me for being so kind. So I opened the door and ruined the magic, for the patch of light on the carpet no longer sparkled with colour, and all of the mystery was gone, the small patch of sunlight which held such wonder only a moment ago now only highlighted the dust in the air.
We did take a look at the pictures and banners on the wall and she inspected the table, the cross and the font, but there was no magic..
Well not until we closed the door again and knelt to peer in. Perhaps sometimes all we need is to look at things from a different angle...
