Meditation — May 1, 2018

Posted on Tuesday, May 1st, 2018

Reading: Benedictio: May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds. May your rivers flow without end, meandering through pastoral valleys tinkling with bells, past temples and castles and poets’ towers into a dark primeval forest. Preface to Desert Solitaire by Edward Abbey.

Prayer: I am about to leave for a brief visit to two friends in Northern Virginia, both of whom are suffering life threatening illnesses, just as the sun rises to threaten the full moon which is descending in the west.

Response: Doesn’t it seem that Lord has been looking over your shoulder at times as you encounter a new day. It’s a lot easier, isn’t it, when you put your trust in the Lord to lead you as you are this morning, Have your trails been especially crooked and winding by chance, or does the Lord  wrestle your attention at such times so that you do indeed acknowledge His presence in all situations before you?

Isn’t it possible that at this pause this morning in your journey that you are about to encounter an amazing view, that indeed the mountains will rise before your eyes, that the rivers before you will seem to flow without end with promise that reflects the Lord’s love?

Listen intently today, and you will hear the tinkling of bells, and pass the temples and castles of inspiration that eluded you in your youth. Praise God!

All for this morning.

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