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Beauty Soothes, Like Music

28 May



Silent, but beautiful. Soothing to heart and  soul, much like soft, captivating music. But silence is part of its beauty. God speaks to us in silence: “Be still and know that I am God.”


A book without words

15 Jun

helping hand


I“read” about God every day. I meet him in this page-less, wordless “book.” There are no pictures, but beautiful colors – brilliant reds, soft blues, blushing pinks, shy grays, bold blacks and glorious greens.

God is there, in this “book,” in all of nature.

This morning, I sat in my office, gazing out the window, struggling with ideas for another writing project. Nothing seemed to fit; nothing seemed to make sense.

Gradually, I began to “see” the book. Outside my office windows is a stairway going up to the two apartments above. Beyond the stairway I noticed the roof of the garage next door,  all soft orange and soft gray tiles. And beyond and above the garage were the leaves and limbs of a huge oak tree. This rising sun, from behind our apartments, was shining on several limbs – sort of a heavy tan, not quite brown – so awash were they in the sun’s brilliant light.

I noticed on those limbs small blotches of white, almost like irregular and random polka dots. They were just there, apparently of no consequence – but these dots were alive, just resting on the giant oak limbs, gaining sustenance as is the nature of fungi (or funguses, if you prefer).

And above and through the trees is the gentle blue of a sky that has no end to its depth.

In this “book,” I see all of humanity and the Creator of all things “visible and invisible.”

  • The stairway is a reminder that we must always rise above the mire and confusion which seem, at times, to weigh us down.
  • The garage roof suggests the shelter we have in God’s providential love.
  • The leaves and limbs of the oak tree remind me of life just bursting all over the place, life totally dependent on the way God created things – and God, the creating and sustaining force that roots that tree into life-giving earth.
  • The fungi are like so many people, totally dependent for support and sustenance on the stronger elements of our society – the poor, alienated, disenfranchised, and especially, those who live with weak or no faith in God.

Finally, the gentle blue and its expanse remind me of God – no beginning and no end, so complete in himself that he cannot contain his divine energy, an energy so generous and powerful that it gently and ceaselessly creates the sky, the earth, the trees and all things – including you, including me.

Praise God, all ye creatures …

24 Feb



All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth, and sky, and sea …

Where could I possibly go, Lord,  that your love would not be there, or the glory of your wisdom not burst forth in the magnificence of your creation?

Each morning as I awake, your symphony of trills and tweets flow from the trees through the window, announcing a new day, announcing with joy the endless wonder of your creation.

In the depths of the sea, creatures of splendid hues and colors, only now known by man, with many yet unseen, radiate in secret your glory.

And in the sky, clouds of many faces float hither and yon, seemingly aimless, but guided by your gentle hand.

On the earth, so many different plants and trees, so many different rocks and seas and streams, so many kinds of animals and birds, all standing fast or moving according to their nature – these only hint at the breadth of your divine imagination and majesty.

And as evening falls, the skies gradually darken into a comforting blanket, soothing the mind and heart, preparing us for rest, secure in your sustaining love.

Indeed, my Lord and my God, you create, sustain and direct all of your creation.

So, dear Lord, in your great mercy and goodness, please sustain and direct my wayward soul.