Yesterday I woke to a morning sky that brought a message of calm. The sun had not yet risen over the horizon, but pink-edged wisps of clouds were strewn across the morning's blue sky, silently hinting of a gentle hand adding finishing touches just before the presentation of the day.
This morning I spotted in the midst of the clouds a clearing that for just a few moments was heart shaped. I smiled, and gave thanks for these love notes from the sky.
I took no pictures of these brief moments. However, I leave you an offering of yellow and purple spotted on my morning walk, and a short verse from Nan C. Merrill's version of Psalm 105. My copy of her book is almost 20 years old, and no longer holds together. I find it difficult to replace a beloved old book that has seen much use. It feels like trying to replace your grandmother. I am grateful for Friends of Silence who reminded me yesterday of this beautiful psalm. Regardless of the translations or renditions, the psalms call us to trust. Yes, that is a call to faith. We need these reminders.
As spring and summer follow
autumn and winter,
so our lives have their seasons.
Help us to live in the eternal moment,
awaiting your perfect timing
in all things.
autumn and winter,
so our lives have their seasons.
Help us to live in the eternal moment,
awaiting your perfect timing
in all things.
from Psalm 105, Psalms for Praying, Nan C. Merrill
image: Yellow and purple for the first day of July, San Leandro, CA
