RCIA presented a C.S. Lewis passage comparing humans to residences. The gist: When God moves in, He's liable to knock out walls and whatnot -- painful processes that may make you wish He'd just leave you as you were, but His design requires that you upgrade, say, from a shack to a palace complex. The RCIA coordinator then asked what kind of building we think we'd be. I chose a monastery: erudite, partly natural, partly artistic, spacious but not especially high, peaceful but never really at rest when it comes to devotion.