05.16.2023 | Wet Tuesday in Paschaltide

It is a bit of a wet Tuesday here in the Carondelet Garden in South Saint Louis.  A few more showers are possible later this morning but hopefully the storms will move out of our area and those hit by the worst of this system will be able to dry out a bit.  We had a bit of water in our old southside basement but nothing terrible or traumatic. Whenever we receive these huge downpours, the water seems to find a way into the old stone basement.  Just another quirk of this old house that I love.

With the rains and storms I've been able to take a moment to stop and reflect.  A moment to be still.  Wait.  Listen for that wee small voice.  I've had people tell me throughout my life that God literally speaks to them.  They actually hear is his voice.  Audible and real.  That has never been my experience.  I feel and notice things that I believe are from God.  I pray and meditate and read and study but I have never heard the voice of God.  

This is where the words of Thomas Merton resound in my heart:  “My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think that I am following your will does not mean that I am actually doing so. But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you. And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing. I hope that I will never do anything apart from that desire. And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road though I may know nothing about it. Therefore, will I trust you always though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death. I will not fear, for you are ever with me, and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.”

God never leaves me to face my perils along.  No matter how terrible or persistent the storms may be.  With that knowledge and assurance, I guess I can be a bit braver as I travel this journey.  I will not fear, for you are ever with me.  Amen!