A bouquet of flowers rests nearby on the table. Originally obtained to adorn the altar at church Sunday, the bouquet now captures my vision on a regular basis and reminds me of God's glory in creation. It is an informal presentation with joyous splashes of color: lavender, yellow, pink, a bit of blue, and an amazing variety of greens. Gazing at it makes me feel peaceful.
Which is not at all how I feel much of the time. To say that life is complicated is an understatement. Talking with my "best bud" today I remarked about feeling like I'm on a tightrope much of the time. And even though I was speaking about a specific part of my life at that moment, I'm feeling like most things in my life are on a tightrope much of the time.
I am somewhat selfishly immersing myself in things that are important to me--only to find that everything seems connected anyway. One of the books for the academy is a study of the Gospel of John. I've always loved the beginning: In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. Is that just cool or what? :) So even as I grapple with Pazdan's discussion on "A spirituality of the fourth gospel" I am being challenged by her consistent nudging to apply that spirituality to my own life. (I am also fervently hoping that we are not expected to complete all the exercises in all the books assigned for the academy prior to arriving there in August. I could use some help with interpretation!) At any rate, I have a lot to muse on regarding family "issues" and my part in dealing with them as
life goes on.
God help me. Literally.
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