CocaCola bottles being used as holders for candles somewhere in Mexico. A friend sent me this photo and it gave me a smile to start the morning with.
Reminds me of when I was stationed out in the desert near the Mexican border, and my comrades and I "did church" with whatever was available. We had communion with a couple hard rolls that had been smuggled out of the chow hall in someones pocket and a bottle of Welch's from the Navy Exchange. The protestant chaplain on the little air base conducted a sparsely attended "high church Episcopal" type Sunday service that just didn't appeal to a number of sailors on the post, and some of them had duty on Sunday morning anyway, so several of us had our own mid-week Bible Study that met wherever "two or more of us could gather together".
Don't despair if your job and your rewards are few, remember that the mighty oak was once a nut like you!