The Yuletide tree was aglimmer with thousands of little lights.

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.

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, […]