Inspired perhaps by the visit of some priestly friends , he composed a prayer, a song in fact, which goes to the tune of "O Lord won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz":
"O Lord, won't you build me a big baroque church?
My friends all have gothics — I'm left in the lurch!
Worked hard in this wigwam, no help despite research,
So Lord, won't you build me a big baroque church?"
And then in the comments box came this answer:
I will however provide miraculous funding if you undertake to consult an art historian, an architect (not merely a builder), and European painters and woodcarvers, for the production of a church in early 16th century perpendicular style (rood screen to be included).
Now being a pre-modern kind of girl myself, I'm inclined to go with God on this one (not that I'd turn down a baroque church if it was on offer you understand) - I wonder if his largesse might be extended to the Antipodes?