We were preparing for our parish Pentecost picnic in the park and I was once more planning to make a Holy Spirit cake or a birthday cake for the Church, whatever you want to call it. Someone in the parish said to me: Do it only if the Spirit moves you. Indeed the Spirit moved me.

However, the Spirit moves where She wants and how She wants… I let other people make cupcakes and I made the bunting for the altar. It could only be a divine inspiration. I was absolutely amazed how I turned leftover fabrics into these beautiful flags.

That Sunday morning the church was indeed Spirit filled. You could see it, you could hear it, you could sense it.