Posts tagged ‘morning’
God in All Things
The day of my spiritual awakening was the day I saw–and knew I saw–all things in God and God in all things.
– Mechtild of Magdeburg
Weekly Photo Challenge: Good Morning!
I am imagining that this week’s photo challenge might be a challenge for some . . . the folks who stumble through the morning. Fortunately I am a morning person: I consider this to be the best part of the day, and found this wonderful description of a beautiful morning by Arthur Conan Doyle.
How sweet the morning air is! See how that one little cloud floats like a pink feather from some gigantic flamingo. Now the red rim of the sun pushes itself over the London cloud-bank. It shines on a good many folk, but on none, I dare bet, who are on a stranger errand than you and I. How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature!
– Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Novels and Stories, Volume I
True . . . it’s not a London sky. Still wisps of pink clouds in the morning can inspire in any part of the world.
Greeting the Morning, Come what May
There will be something, anguish or elation, that is peculiar to this day alone. I rise from sleep and say: Hail to the morning! Come down to me, my beautiful unknown.
– Jessica Powers
Let us greet the dawn, come what may!
What to Remember When Waking
Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by David Whyte.
What to Remember When Waking
In that first hardly noticed moment in which you wake,
coming back to this life from the other,
more secret, movable and frighteningly honest world
where everything began,
there is a small opening into the new day
which closes the moment you begin your plans.What you can plan is too small for you to live.
What you can live wholeheartedly
will make plans enough for the vitality
hidden in your sleep.To be human is to become visible
while carrying what is hidden
as a gift to others.To remember the other world in this world
is to live in your true inheritance.You are not a troubled guest on this earth,
you are not an accident amidst other accidents.
You were invited from another and greater night
than the one from which you have just emerged.Now looking through
the slanting light of the morning window
toward the mountain presence
of everything that can be,
what urgency calls you to your one love?
What shape waits in the seed of you
to grow and spread its branches
against a future sky?Is it waiting in the fertile sea?
In the trees beyond the house?
In the life you can imagine for yourself?
In the open and lovely
white page on the waiting desk?Source: “What to Remember When Waking” from The House of Belonging by
David Whyte. Langley,WA: Many Rivers Press, 2004.
Jesus Practiced what He Preached
Yesterday Jesus encouraged his followers to find a place and time for prayer, rest, and reflection.
In today’s Gospel we see how this was his practice, and it was the place from which he drew his strength for ministry.
Rising very early before dawn, he left and went off to a deserted place, where he prayed.
If we are truly followers of Jesus, how can we not do the same?
The Golden Gate Bridge early on a deserted morning
