Happy Sunday dear ones
While praying Office of Readings and Morning Prayer there is a deeper sense of a call, need, desire, longing to live a life of prayer and praise with the recognition and realization that the body is good, a temple of the Holy Spirit.
Exercise of body and mind
Taking time to be, rather than frenetically doing
While writing i am enjoying the process of the sunrise.
It is subtle, delightful and fills my being with delight.
Illumination comes slowly, subtly, steadily.
The heavens, magenta tinged shown forth in peaches, pinks.
It is chilly and breezy on the front porch. The weather shifting towards autumn, even for a moment.
Sunrise and sunset draw me into contemplation. In a similar way exercise does. OH! On and off for a couple of years there’s a knowing that prayer is shifting. It’s only in the last few months that participating in the Liturgy of the Hours is a part of that. This unity with the prayer of the Church offers discipline and connection. Discipline is discipleship and connection is that understanding of the need for community.
Each morning there is a placing of myself at the feet of Jesus, a listening as we Walk to Emmaus. Sometimes it takes all I have to be present to what I’m reading. Yet there is a knowledge that the very act of intentional presence is a gazing into the Eyes of the One Who LOVES completely.
This is an ongoing moment of beauty
Just as this sunrise continues its glorious praise to our Creator, the prayer of my heart continues.
Oh sublime beauty.
In a few moments the light will be too bright to stay on the porch. Just as the brightness of God’s LOVE is sometimes too much for my being to bear. Yet the longing remains.
The poetic praise this morning remains in my heart. The eyes of my soul sees the subtle ways the Lord speaks, engaging the senses given in the creation of my person.
My coffee grows cold as I bask in the beauty of this sunrise, pondering, praising, writing, offering gratitude for sunrise and prayer.
In Jesus Name,
Teri
A Quilter's Heart 