during awakening, and being more alive in the eternal we grasp time together. These times allow us with God, to come, go abide with knowledge; we are passing through, journeying with what is given. That is the renewing sigh of gift. The season is changing as we come to the end of Pentecost, knowing the risen Lord. New living members grow among the spirit’s times, we in quiet pray: present growing light, illumine us. We are in these bodies that are flesh of man and woman as before time itself; we know the ancient, and feel our humanity. Before Pentecost flies to end, raise your hands, like a prayer. We stretch our limbs, having communed as if the words were Biblical. Enlarged, we know there is everlasting coming. (CAPTION) Erected in the 12th century, the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, a Romanesque church, united under one roof the holy sites of Calvary, Christ’s Tomb and the cistern in which, in the 4th century, Queen Helena discovered the True Cross. Photo: Anonymous