Learning
I am reading Learning to Pray, by James Martin. In it he tries to release us from our limiting views of prayer and of God. There are no wrong ways to pray and we may be praying and not recognize it as such.
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So I try closing my eyes and waiting...just as I did as a youth in church long ago. What appears out of nowhere (God?) is an image of a perfectly made shoe... laced and soft leather, tan and simply floating in perfect light.
Eyes closed yet still seeing it, I ask where these images come from...before me now and in my dreams? Could they be a gift of God's grace? An assurance of his presence and loving grace...to give just what is needed and release...like a good parent?
I feel and welcome this blessing as I am thankful for small things... so many of them... from hot water in the shower, the sun on grass, new birds on the feeder, a car that runs, the understanding of friens, all the way to the love from Ann and family, all just given.
I am moved by all this and by this sense of God as parent, allowing us to learn.
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