It’s still early yet. Sister Mary and Karen have headed north to our monastery ahead of a snow storm expected here in Richmond. I am working in front of the fireplace in our Community Room. OK, not really working. I think I am still praying. When I came downstairs at 5:15, I turned the fireplace on – even before I started the coffee! Praying in front of the fire is a winter gift in this house. It’s easy prayer – if there is such a thing. All I have to do is look at the beauty and feel the warmth and I know GOD is. Water has a similar effect on my soul. When we have our precious week at the beach each summer, watching the waves and listening to them crash becomes my prayer. The immensity of GOD – the sheer breadth and depth of Love – washes over me there. Later this morning when water turns to snow, the earth will feel GOD’s love – like a great white blanket. And beauty will speak of a Love that can often elude me in my everyday searching. Sometimes, my search for GOD is purely elemental – as simple as opening my eyes to the wonder for fire and water and accepting those gifts as GOD’s love.
Blessings and love to you all,