It's a wet Monday in Paschaltide here in the Carondelet Garden. Our neighbor the weather girl let me know we received over six inches of rain yesterday. Wow! Not a record but a lot of moisture. Unfortunately, I've been doing the basement mambo because of it. Nothing terrible, just a normal South Saint Louis basement in an old 100-plus year-old stone and brick masterpiece. Not complaining, I love my old house in Carondelet.
The Christian mystic Henri Nouwen once wrote: "What finally matters is that hearts become like quiet monastic spaces where God can dwell, wherever we go and whatever we do." As I was pushing the water around and into the drain. It was a kind of prayer. God was there in my frustration and, finally, in my satisfaction that the job was finished. The work was prayer. I need to remember that. This simple, ordinary life in my small, little bungalow and garden in South Saint Louis is my quiet monastic space where God can dwell. I need to remember! Have a good Monday as you get out of the wet world of Sunday and into a new week of Paschaltide. That's all the news from here in the Carondelet Garden.
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