
The snow fell all day long; slowly and continually it covered the ground like a blanket inviting us into its silent beauty. How does it invite you to linger and rest? What practices of warmth and comfort does it draw you to?

… watching for the brushstrokes of God

The snow fell all day long; slowly and continually it covered the ground like a blanket inviting us into its silent beauty. How does it invite you to linger and rest? What practices of warmth and comfort does it draw you to?

“Whatever may be the tensions and the stresses of a particular day, there is always lurking close at hand the trailing beauty of forgotten joy or unremembered peace.” Howard Thurman
How do you pay attention to the “trailing beauty”?

“…if our days were routinely sun-filled, peaceful, tranquil, predictable, without conflict, their very serenity would soon seem flat, humdrum, and stale. God allows his brilliance to be highlighted by shadow and his summer warmth to be contrasted with winter chill so that we will know the difference and appreciate the light and warmth. There is purpose in the divine chiaroscuro.” ~ Luci Shaw
How does the light come?

“Only with winter-patience can we bring
The deep-desired long-awaited spring.”
~ Anne Morrow Lindbergh
How deep a stillness is needed?

“both art and spirituality are about tending to the moments of life: listening deeply, holding space, encountering the sacred, and touching eternity.” ~ Christine Valters Painters
What art form helps you tend to life’s moments?

All that we do
Is touched with ocean, yet we remain
On the shore of what we know.
~ Richard Wilbur, Walking to sleep
Will you remain?