
Week VI • Monday
The Peace Cathedral and Peace Mosque, Georgia
Week VI • Monday
Voices from the Landscape
The Peace Cathedral in Tbilisi stands as one of the world’s most remarkable interfaith spaces. Located in the ancient, multi-faith heart of Georgia’s capital, it brings together three sacred communities under one roof:
- the Peace Cathedral (Christian),
- the Peace Mosque (Muslim), and
- the Peace Synagogue (Jewish).
Founded under the vision of Archbishop Malkhaz Songulashvili and supported by leaders from the Lutheran Church in Georgia and the wider Abrahamic family, the complex was designed as a living icon of reconciliation. This project was visited and admired by the Archbishop of Canterbury in 2023. Worshippers of different faiths – Muslims, Christians, Jews, Buddhists and Yazidis share one roof, one courtyard, one library, one garden, and often one table.
Here, peace is not a slogan but a daily practice – prayer, service, and hospitality interwoven across traditions.
The Cathedral’s motto, “Many faiths, one humanity,” echoes the spirit of John 13: that divine love is known most clearly when we kneel to serve one another.
This place – where a mosque, synagogue, cathedral, Buddhist shrine, oratory of all faiths or none rise side by side – offers a glimpse of the landscape of peace your Lenten journey seeks: a world where difference need not divide, and where holiness is found in the meeting of hearts.
wonderings
- I wonder what it means that Jesus kneels before every disciple , even Judas , and how that challenges the way we treat those who differ from us.
- I wonder how it feels to pray in the Peace Cathedral when Christians, Muslims, and Jews prayed and celebrated side by side – and how such shared spaces change hearts.
- I wonder what small acts of service or humility could become “bowl and towel” moments between different faiths or cultures in my own community.
- I wonder where God is inviting me to cross a threshold of fear or prejudice – and what new peace might become possible if I dared to step across.
Reflection
In the Peace Cathedral of Tbilisi, Georgia, a love story unfolded that seemed to carry the fragrance of heaven. A Danish Lutheran groom and a Georgian Sunni Muslim bride were united in marriage ….first in the Christian sanctuary and then in the Peace Mosque, their vows witnessed by priests, imams, and rabbis sharing one sacred complex.
It was simple, reverent, radiant. A Christian bishop led the marriage liturgy; an Iranian-born imam solemnised the Nikah. When the ceremony ended, the imam smiled and said, “In this bleak world, where we go for weeks without hearing good news, this wedding was such an inspiring service that I should be the one offering an honorarium to you.”
Amid political tension and fear, this moment of tenderness shone like a lamp. It was not a denial of division, but a living act of peace-making: a step into the holy space between faiths where love could dwell.
Jesus, kneeling in the upper room, also created such a space. He crossed every boundary of purity, power, and pride. In washing the disciples’ feet, he revealed that peace does not come through uniformity but through mutual service. It is born when people of difference are willing to kneel before one another and share water, touch, and hope.
The Peace Cathedral, Peace Synagogue and Peace Mosque are built on that same gospel truth: peace through presence, not dominance; reconciliation through relationship, not argument. This wedding was a basin-and-towel moment for our age – love incarnate, poured out across lines of doctrine and culture.
Peace, in this light, is not an ideal but an event: when hearts open, when hands reach, when communities risk hospitality. It is as fragile and as glorious as a shared promise whispered beneath the vaulted ceiling of two faiths.
“If you know these things, you are blessed if you do them.”
The blessing is not in understanding peace, but in daring to live it — to cross the floor, to share the cup, to wash the feet of the stranger, to celebrate love wherever it is found.
Malkhaz Songulashvili,
Tertiary in Georgia.
The Most Revd Prof. Dr Malkhaz Songulashvili
Metropolitan Bishop of Tbilisi
prayer
God of many names and one love,
You cross the borders we build,
and meet us in the places
where walls give way to wonder.
Kneel again beside our divisions;
wash our feet until we recognise
one another as kin.
May every sacred space become
a home for peace,
and every act of love
a glimpse of your kingdom.
Amen.
bible reading
John 13:1–20.
It begins with a simple movement. Jesus kneels.
The Son of God , who has come from the Father and will return to the Father , lowers himself to the floor. The room is heavy with the smell of dust and travel. The disciples’ feet are rough, tired, unwashed. And there, at their feet, God kneels.
In that gesture, the whole Gospel bends down into humility. This is not only tenderness; it is revelation. The infinite stoops before the finite. The Creator cradles the dirt of creation. What follows is not simply washing but reconciliation enacted through humility.
When Peter protests, “You shall never wash my feet,” he voices our shared fear of vulnerability. To let someone kneel before us feels exposing; to kneel before another feels like loss of control. Rowan Williams reminds us that penance begins when we allow God to meet us “in the places where we most resist grace.”
Here penance is not punishment or humiliation. It is truth made flesh – the truth that peace cannot come while pride governs our hearts. The basin and towel become sacraments of conversion: the soul turned outward, ready to receive mercy and to offer it.
Through Jürgen Moltmann’s eyes, we see the humility of the Crucified God already present in this kneeling. The one who will hang on the Cross now strips himself of status and kneels in service. This is the peace that comes through wounds, the reconciliation born of divine solidarity with human suffering.
To kneel is to share the world’s pain – to bear its dirt without condemnation, its brokenness without withdrawal. The Crucified God kneels so that no one need kneel in humiliation again.
In this moment, peace takes a new shape. It is not the peace of power, distance, or dominance, but the peace of presence. Jesus is not “doing for” but being with – revealing God at ground level. His peace comes not by lifting us out of suffering but by joining us within it.
When Jesus rises and tells his disciples to do the same, he creates a new kind of priesthood: those who bring peace by proximity. What makes the scene both holy and heartbreaking is that Jesus also kneels before Judas. Before betrayal unfolds, forgiveness is already flowing from the bowl of water. Reconciliation is not an afterthought to conflict but its divine anticipation.
Miroslav Volf calls this the “open arms of embrace” – an act that risks being rejected yet remains the only road to peace. To wash another’s feet is to rewrite their story with dignity. The story of the betrayer and the betrayed is drawn into the larger story of mercy. The bowl mirrors the cross: both are altars of humility, where love chooses to kneel before hate, and peace is born of vulnerability.
If Lent invites us into landscapes of penance, peace, and reconciliation, then the upper room becomes the map. The bowl of water is the well of repentance – not guilt but restored relationship. The towel is the banner of peace – woven from service and wrapped around tired feet. The kneeling Christ is the icon of reconciliation – love that refuses the throne and finds glory in the dust.
In today’s Europe – marked again by war, migration, ecological crisis, and political cynicism – Christ’s kneeling challenges the Church. To kneel now may mean standing beside refugees, tending wounded earth, naming the sins of empire, or listening before we speak.
Hans Küng’s warning remains urgent: “There can be no peace among nations without peace among religions; and no peace among religions without dialogue between them.” Dialogue begins, like this Gospel, on our knees — in humility, presence, and service.
The world will not be reconciled by statements or structures but by quiet acts of those who kneel with Christ: washing feet, binding wounds, rebuilding trust.
Peace, it turns out, is always made close to the ground.
reflective action
Think of someone or some community whose faith, culture, or story differs deeply from your own.
What small act of presence or kindness could be your “bowl of water and towel” toward them today.
journalling prompt
Journal about what makes crossing that threshold difficult – and what grace might lie waiting on the other side.










