Daily Movement

Relationships are fluid, not static, being affected by small choices made minute-by-minute, hour-by-hour, day-by-day.  As the grains of sand flow through an egg timer, so each choice will tip us towards or away from our spouse.  Small gestures: a hug, a smile, a hand on the arm, a compliment, a caring question, eventually add up to big results.  "Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up."

Sculpting something priceless

"Higher than every painter, higher than every sculptor, and than all artists, do I regard him who is skilled in the art of forming the soul-life of children."

St. John Chrysostom (4th c.)

Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda

All things work together for good, for those who love God, for those who are called according to His purpose. (Romans 8:28)  Accept what is happening now and move on.

Carmelite Nun

Today I went, for the first time, to a Carmelite monastery.  Six nuns live there in seclusion.  Their job, apparently, is to pray for the world.  I gave the sister some soup and tortillas through the wooden turnstyle.   She spoke kindly and answered questions through the black grating.  I could not see her. 

I asked her why Catholics talk so much about saints.  She said the saints are like members of our family.

I asked her about reading scripture.  She said that they read scripture seven times daily plus she reads on her own.  When I asked her what her favorite scripture was, she had to think and then mentioned the first part of St. John.  

What would it be like to be cloistered for life behind bars as a Carmelite nun, reading scripture seven times daily, praying for the world and getting food through a wooden turnstyle?  She was very excited about the food that I brought.

Trees

"I am like a green olive tree in the house of God." 

Those around me are trees, also, bearing fruit in season. 

I became accustomed to enjoying the sweet fruit of one close to me. The tree, now mature, is bearing fruit that only others can enjoy.  I feel angry and hurt that the fruit which I had come to love and depend upon is no longer there for me . 

Perhaps the fruit will be borne again for me one day, or perhaps the fruit is meant now for another.  Give me strength, Lord. Make me The Giving Tree....

Peace in the midst of strife

Grant me the Peace -- beyond all earthly knowing
The gentle Peace that came thru Boundless Woe;
And from the Cross, on waves adversely beating
Against my soul, may Jesus calm bestow.

[Rhys, lyrics by W.J. Evans,  1866-1947)

Strength and confidence

Reading "Morning Prayer" and "Evening Prayer" from the Anglican Service Book is a daily blessing.  From this evening's reading"

The waves of the sea are mighty, and rage horribly; but yet the Lord, who dwelleth on high, is mightier.
Ps. 93:5

But the Lord is my refuge, and my God is the strength of my confidence.
Ps. 94:22