May we find our peace in the peace of the places to which you have called us.
Common Prayer, A Liturgy for Ordinary Radicals
I read these words in a prayer and my sprit whispers yes.
May I stop looking for the next best thing and learn to be content in the now. May I rest easy in Divine care and not worry about tomorrow. May I be still and know.
These, the more important things, and yet easily swept aside without intention to dwell in them. I am surrounded by good things but my eyes are still drawn to the green on the other side of the fence. A whisper in the morning invites me to linger and, in stillness, I find rest.
One week home from vacation and I am scattered. Busy took hold of me like a magnet when we returned home. Or did it ever let go?
I pick up my camera and lean in close toward tulips Gerry brought home one afternoon. It’s been so long. Too long. The meditative peace macro photography gifts me with returns like an old friend. Yes. I want more of this in 2020.
May I find peace in the peace of the here and now. May I allow it to change me. May I carry it with me and give it away.
May I learn to be still.