Monday, June 4, 2007

In the same way that the driving rain is needed to allow for growth and the health of the earth, so it is with a good rain in the soul every now and then. We need to water down all that has become hardened and stale, and rejuvenate what life's knocks have rendered withered and forgotten.
And a rainy day is far from ugly....

Sunday, June 3, 2007

" So much sacred in the month of June..."

Ah, June.
It seems that I hold back from blogging because I find out more and more that this is less and less for me! The more I hear of visitors, the more I hesitate in writing. SO: from here on in you, dear reader, do not exist!
I am feeling quite temporary lately. That is the only word to describe it. I know that I am here for such a short time so I am acting like a tourist. I find myself locking every ocean scene and picturesque experience in my mind's eye so as to preserve the image for the more bleak days that I anticipate will come. Sometimes there is too much beauty in the moment...I feel that I become smaller with everyday.
I was recently in Toronto for a retreat with the Catholic Register and it was my first time really travelling completely on my own. What a humbling experience! I actually had to figure out the subway system on my own, ask strangers for directions and find my own rides to and from airports. It was a really chance to rely on God...and boy, does He take care of His children. When we are small and incompetent only then can we experience God's omnipotence. The night before I left, I was fretting momentarily over a drive to the airport at the end of mass in Halifax. Then directly following the final blessing I turned around to find a friend whom I hadn't seen for while and I mentioned I was leaving the next morning. Without missing a beat he offered me a ride to the airport saying that he passes there every morning on his way to work (thanks again, Simon)!

Providence is as powerful as we allow it to be. This is not to say that we should wait until the last moment to iron out the details, but I think the world could stand to rely a little less on themselves and to abandon themselves a little more to their God. In St. Faustina's diary the Lord says in so many words that He loves souls who ' humble themselves' before Him. Only when we are as tiny inconspicuous wild flowers do we truly get to marvel at the Lord's greatness as he reaches down to us (St. Therese of Lisieux).