Can you imagine what it must have been like to witness the upper room when the Apostles were first introduced to the Holy Spirit? A moment so sensational, illuminating, and intimate all at once. Are we capable of participating in that moment thousands of years ago, today?

We are able to ignite the fire within ourselves at the click of a shutter encountering Beauty itself that meets us on the other side of the lens.

Can a single photograph be worth a thousand words, envelop the hundreds of different languages the Apostles were able to speak in the time of their generation? What is the one language designed for every human heart to understand?