The World is a Healing Place

I stepped out.

Who did you orchestrate my seeing today, and why was I wearing that at the time?

Yes, I feel I handled that better, although I was not quite ready for public viewing.  It’s funny that you made that happen, to heal some funny thing I did in the past, that was not so funny at the time

– and why was I wearing that hat?

Somebody gave it to me, and I didn’t want the sun to shine down on my human, race to meditate as I walked.  I admitted it, the meditation;

and now I sit in mediation, deciding whether to be too much here or not

And I make more space for possibilities…I choose to decide:

the World is a Healing Place.

The Glory of God

The heavens are telling the glory of God; and the firmament proclaims his handiwork.  Psalms 19:1 (NRSV)

At the recent Mid-State District Spiritual Retreat, we had the opportunity at one point to focus on the beauty of God in His creation during a short out-door meditation on our favorite Psalm.  The experiences shared afterward reminded me of the song, “How Great Thou Art,” specifically a verse that connects my thoughts to the symbolic nature of nature and how it reflects God’s glory:

When through the woods and forests glades I wander

and hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees

when I look down from lofty mountain grandeur

and see the brook and feel the gentle breeze.

Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee,

How Great Thou art, How Great Thou art.

As I listened to those around me sharing their thoughts and observations, I felt the blessing of kindred spirits and the joy of connection with God and others.  The devotion on “Desires of Your Heart” helped confirm how truly important connection is.  While we pray and ask for rain, we also ask for help and guidance as we wait. These opportunities to be with one another remind us that even though we may go through dry spells in our spirits, the glory of God still surrounds us, and is continually proclaimed in His handiwork – in nature, and in us.

Greetings to you.

It takes time to process life, as well as energy to move forward.

Someone said recently to me, to remember to put the brakes on.

When I take the time to focus on something unusual, humorous, or even the mundane, and let it percolate, I process.  And through the process comes the progress.

I hope that these offerings will serve a purpose:  to inspire the good in a timely way.

With much agape,

Robin