What joy!

Yesterday, late afternoon, my monthly meeting with my spiritual director. We said hello and then sat and waited, as begins each session of spiritual direction. And I found myself in the most profound silence; an enveloping sense of God's presence. After a while I said, "I have been finding myself in a deep silence, but haven't had anything to verbalize." She looked at her watch. An hour and ten minutes had passed. What a gift.

This morning, looking out at the darkness and the fog. I said to Patty (in fact I whined): "I'm tired of not being able to get out on my bicycle!" And by the time I'd taken my shower, the sun was beginning to peek through. And so, since I have fenders, a wet road is no deterrent, and I was able to commute on two wheels for the first time in 2009. (Because the forecast is for periods of showers during the day, my bike is in the stair well, rather than locked out at the bike rack. Don't tell the Fire Marshall.)

Now, I pray that everything I do today (bulletin prep, sermon writing, meeting with staff, working on year-end membership statistics) will be done in prayer.