… watching for the brushstrokes of God
On a recent morning I was enjoying my coffee on the porch when I noticed a tree across the street. Forsythia was done blooming, what yellow blooming tree could this be? No tree I discovered as the yellow dots flew away two by two — eight goldfinches!
With what splash of color has nature caught you by surprise?
Poetry, the most ancient form of prayer, is a necessary medicine for our times: a companion through difficulty; a guide when we are lost; a salve when we are wounded; and a conduit to an inner source of joy, freedom and insight. ~ Kim Rosen
What is poetry to you?
40 cards to stop, slow down, have fun and connect with God and each other. Maybe there is a place for a Pause during the day, or maybe you Pause whenever someone is worried, bored, or cranky.
How do you Pause, Play, Breathe and Pray?
If you like to know more about the cards or how to order, click resource page . Thank you Shana, Alison, Katie, Michelle, Rachel and Sarah for such great fun collaborating.
Who can pray who does not make time for staring out windows?
~ Murray Bodo OFM
Out of the heart
The song rises,
The mind searching
For notes
To capture
its flight. ~ Murray Bodo O.F.M.
What song rises within you?
“If I really wanted to pray I’ll tell you what I’d do. I’d go out into a great big field all alone or in the deep, deep woods and I’d look up into the sky —up—up—up—into that lovely blue sky that looks as if there was no end to its blueness. And then I’d just feel a prayer. ~ L.M.Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
Where do you feel prayer?
With the Eyes of the Heart 