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As I was gazing outside this morning, a song began playing in my mind. Originally a poem written by Christina Rosetti in 1872, Gustav Holst made her work into the Christmas carol we enjoy today. "In the bleak midwinter, Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow ...Continue Reading
December is a month of choices. Intentional or unintentional. We celebrate the choice our Lord made to send Jesus to dwell with us. We also look ahead to the new year. What we do this month reflects the priorities for our time, actions and thoughts. I’ve been reading wonderful Deuteronomy. As I ...Continue Reading
Everywhere I walk in the forest, the beauty of my surroundings speaks to me. Sometimes it’s a simple thing, such as a wildflower or a leaf, other times it’s the sheer majesty of the view on a mountaintop. Much of the lush scenery we enjoy in the summer is now absent, and the leaves are finding ...Continue Reading
"In Him we live and move and have our being." (1) Walking silently in a forest, immersed in the beauty of your surroundings, you become inseparable from the trees and wildflowers encountered along the path. If you stand quietly, you can hear the rustle of an animal, the call of a bird, or the sound ...Continue Reading
I sat at the base of the waterfall mesmerized. I didn’t want to move or leave. I looked at the top of the waterfall and picked out a splash of water that became airborne and watched it fall to the pool below. I did this over and over again. It was hypnotizing. I focused on the water that was along ...Continue Reading
