Beauty needs defense. We usually jump to the side of goodness and truth when they are being attacked, as they often are, because we recognize their importance. Beauty, however, is not something we tend to passionately defend. It seems to us an added extra—a pretty little adornment to life—not something worth arguing about. But it needs defense precisely because of this perceived irrelevance.
The first time I walked into a European church I was surprised by the many confessionals lining the beautiful walls, and even more surprised by the fact that they were occupied by priests—who stayed there for hours…waiting. My eight-year-old mind then determined the priesthood to be a terribly boring profession. If I was a priest, I decided, I would not be the kind that sat around all day waiting for people to come tell me their sins.