This is what I usually see in my early morning
Not exactly the most relaxing, restful and beautiful sight, is it?!
This is what my morning has been looking like...
I beg you to keep me in this silence so that I may learn from it
the word of your peace
and the word of your mercy
and the word of your gentleness to the world:
and that through me perhaps your word of peace may make itself heard
where it has not been possible for anyone to heart it for a long time.
It is a sanctuary for my soul. A place where I come longing to be emptied of all that has distracted and overwhelmed me. A place to be awash in His grace and mercy. A place to be nothing more than His.
I am not sure why I feel it most in these watery places but I do.
I can't help but wonder if we each have that place that beckons us to come.
Contemplation is the response to a call; a call from Him Who has no voice, and yet Who speaks in everything that is, and Who, most of all, speaks in the depths of our own being: for we ourselves are words of His. But we are words that are meant to respond to Him, to answer to Him, to echo Him, and even in some way to contain Him and signifiy Him. Contemplation is this echo. It is a deep resonance in the inmost center of our spirit in which our very life loses its seperate voice and re-sounds with the majesty and the mercy of the Hidden and Living One.
Losing my voice but finding His in the roar of the waves.
© A Sacred Longing 2009-2010