… watching for the brushstrokes of God
A tiny dot of blue in the grey and cloudy sky. An opening. A promise.
“In our anxiety to limit ourselves to that which we can comprehend definitely, we are losing all that is above, beyond, below, through, past, over that small area encompassed by our conscious mind” Madeleine L’Engle
How do you limit yourself? How does God break through?
Pondering the dark
Glowing embers in the night
Be still and know God
Sitting by the fire under the night sky, how do I know God?
May the blessing of sleep bring refreshment and release
And the Angel of the moon call the rivers of dream
To soften the hardened earth of the outside life,
Disentangle from the trapped nets the hurts and sorrow,
And awaken the young soul for the new tomorrow.~ John O’Donohue ~
“To be spiritually fit to scale the Himalayas of the spirit, we need to regularly exercise in the hills and valleys of ordinary life.” Richard Foster, Prayer
What do the hills and valleys teach you?
With the Eyes of the Heart 