The view through my window is distorted by raindrops.
Still, I know the birds flock to the feeder,
and the buds of Spring stretch toward the fulfillment of their glory.
Tucked inside of safety, I pray that my heart remembers the sun.
I pray that the memory dispels the lingering coolness of a storm,
and the shadows wrought by gray skies.
I pray that these moments of stillness draw me deep into my breath,
where I find an open and welcoming space to be. Just be.
There, in the heartbeat of love,
the staleness of these days of confinement gives way
to the fragrance of new life,
beckoning grace,
unyielding hope,
endless promise,
boundless joy,
steadfast faith.
I breathe again. Again I breathe.
Amen.
Anne Fraley is rector of St. Peter’s Episcopal Church in South Windsor, CT. A life-long dog-lover, she escapes the demands of parish life volunteering for animal rescue groups. She occasionally succeeds at reviving her blog at reverent irreverence.
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