Myra Rutledge, heiress to a Fortune 500 candy company, looked around her state-of-the-art kitchen, at the pots bubbling on the stove, at the table set for two.

The Yuletide tree was aglimmer with thousands of little lights.

And there I'll rest, as after much turmoil, / A blessed soul doth in Elysium.

In St. Barbara in Khé, a thirteenth-century Georgian church, the Mandylion is painted on the wall behind the altar, […]