You know, those words are teachers. Quiet time.
A miracle, really.
God breathes space into the small moments we offer so we may breathe His life into the day we give others.
My liturgy is a little reading, a little writing, a little prayer, and always contemplating at least one thing I’ve discovered in the stillness.
It’s in the quiet times that I’ve learned so much about the delight of being a woman, the rest that comes in being loved, and the tenderness of living in the tension of sorrow and joy. Right now, it’s all about the scriptures that tell you and me how beautiful we’ll be when gray hair becomes our crown. Those scriptures are encouragement and hope for present and future days. They are inspiring some things on the adventure list. Yes, it’s growing.
Oh, and coffee. Did I mention coffee?
Coffee is part of the liturgy. Because giving thanks for what He has done includes giving thanks for all He has created. Guatemalan and Honduran coffee are high on the list of creations I applaud.
I applaud Him for you too. You are so very high on the list.