Dotted around the monastery at Rostrevor were these living shelters with benches. I had seen living fences where branches had been woven together but never a shelter like this. I love the idea of church as a living shelter, where we can provide a place for someone to dwell awhile and receive what it is they need or someone could also become part of the infrastructure of the shelter, offering protection for others who need it. We all need the church to be a shelter for us at different times and we all have the potential to be a sheltering presence for others. I am trying to work out what this metaphor means for me in my ministry but I am continuing to be nurtured by my time at Rostrevor and experienced both a physical and living shelter during my time there.