Fear of the loss of transcendence hurts people most about the fire in Notre Dame cathedral, writes Victoria White
SHE was not just Our Lady of Paris. She was Our Lady of Europe.
Notre Dame was, as one of my friends put it, “the mother church”. As I sat in her immensity on Easter Sunday six years ago, I had to agree with him.
Notre Dame, big and beautiful and everlasting, felt like a mother to which you could always return.
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