Really sad to see the mess of Notre Dame. While my personal beliefs don't really chime with organised faiths, I've a lot of good memories of visiting the building over the years; and I think the last time I was there (2004) I was pleased to snap a spectacularly scruffy Peugeot 304 parked outside.
I'm drawing a little comfort from the concept that cathedrals are always a work in progress, that they're a repository for many centuries of craftsmanship, artistry and tradition. A huge amount has gone; but not all. There will be justified mourning for what has been lost - yet when that time passes, there will also be the opportunity for today's artisans to ply their skills in rebuilding, restoring and safeguarding the building for future generations.
The spectacle of this disaster has at least made people sit up and take notice; with hundreds of millions of Euros already pledged to the repairs, its future ironically appears more secure now than when concerns were being raised about the creeping cracks wending their way through the venerable structure. As others have said, one day the Great Fire of 2019 will be just one of many imperilments the building has survived through the ages. Not for a long time, granted, but one day.
Since the citizens of Belfast still can't shut up about the bloody Primark fire last year (also presumed caused by careless hot work in the roof), I can't begin to imagine how Parisians, people of faith, and those with strong links to Paris are feeling this morning.