“Listen to your life. See it for the fathomless mystery that it is.
Touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of it
because in the last analysis all moments are sacred moments
and life itself is grace.”
~ Frederick Buechner
May all my days be holy to me !
This is what joyous wisdom
Is always, always praying in me
May all my days be holy to me.
~ Friedrich Nietzsche
This morning I spent time in silence to see where my focus lies. My wandering mind tells me that I focus my energy on how to “fix” things — how to get to perfection. I was given the breath word HOLY for this day. It helps me to re-focus on all that is God, rather than on myself and my needs. This is a great help to prayer.
But I recognize this is also a great challenge to prayer. For within this awareness of the Holy, is the element of Holy Fear. Fear of this nature is fear of the unknown — fear of the mystery of God that is unknowable, that cannot be controlled or contained. I sense within me a fear of surrendering my power, my control. I sense a fear of unworthiness in the presence of the Holy One. Then I recall Luther’s explanation of the first commandment: to fear, love, and trust in God above all things. Part of me wants to move beyond this Holy Fear. Perhaps I always need to keep this awesome reverence, however: Continue reading
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