Good Evening, God
Today seemed special — well, today IS special. It is the first Monday after Lent. I was trying to find out what this season is called. All I could find was Ordinary Time. Hmmm. It does not feel ordinary at all! It feels as if everything has changed — everything has been infused with HOPE and MEANING. At least, this is how I am feeling today. I like it so much that I am going to try and keep counting until we get to Pentecost. Forty Days?
I just looked it up and 40 days takes us to the feast of the Ascension. Then, ten more days until Pentecost. So I am going to see if I can develop SEEING each one of these days as special. I mean, every day is special. But, I feel as if this simple exercise of counting will help me appreciate each day.
Appreciation — looking for miracles in the ordinary. As one who “believes,” I feel that everything is a miracle. Full moons. Crescent moons. The fact that the disc of the moon exactly covers the disc of the sun — permitting eclipses!
The joy of starlight. And, alas, how seldom I am out in nature to SEE the overwhelming star studded sky. So many joys — waiting to be seen!