Yet to come...

The evening is cool and deep and green. Mary sits in the garden, pulling weeds and singing as the fireflies dance all about her like tiny flying stars flickering in the air as night approaches. So many wonders before me, so much for one pair of eyes to see. I wish that I could keep it all in my memory; but memories fade over time. So I am content to be here, rejoicing in the beauty of the moments before me. There is so much good here now, there is so much more yet to come.

This morning...

How wondrously cool it is this morning, as was the night--not at all the way it usually is in this part of the world on the first of July, but what a gift! The birds are hushed, no doubt wondering where in the world they woke up. I feel the same way. What a grace it is to be here in this world, to have the gift of this life! Thank you, dear God, for everything, especially for this breath of fresh air.

His words...

Words of encouragement from Our Lord to me while adoring Him in the Most Blessed Sacrament this morning in His Mother's chapel:

"We walk by faith, not by sight."

Lead on, kindly Light...

Gentleness...

"I learned that it is the weak who are cruel, and gentleness is to be expected only from the strong."

--Leo Rosten

Still...

"A bit of fragrance still clings to the hand which held the rose."

--Arabic proverb

I understand you completely...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gD2Iy_hdE8g

Home... .

The sky is so beautiful tonight with mauve-swept clouds slowly drifting all around a brilliant sliver of silver moon. The branches and leaves of the trees frame the whole in a circle of gracefulness, a wondrous portal into the night sky. The breeze is cool, a sea-breeze it seems. How strange to feel it here in the midst of the prairie; but no stranger perhaps than seeing a seagull flying above my head as I walked the country lane. I saw one yesterday, heard its plaintive cry as it sailed above me. By now it is surely home again. And that is where I am, home once more, writing these words beneath a canopy of stars on midnight blue. Home again from the sea...