Rythmic Strokes

This morning's prayer started with the rhythmic song of the receding tide as the waves circled around the jagged rocks and set the beat for the day.

The large sea kelp was being pulled back and forth like a paint brush laying the foundation of a painting. I too could do this if God was showing me that He could because today once again we were together.

This all started in the solitude on the rocks that slowly were exposed to the sun while I lay against them, in silence yet listening.
Jane in Tofino.

Singing Along

A little sparrow sang a song for me while I was sitting on the edge of piper spit waiting for some birds to come into view of my camera. I appreciated this encouragement. It reminded me of musicians that played while running in the Vancouver Sun Run which helped me along and to keep my pace. I thank God for pacing a song in my heart today. Jane

Blooming

This day I saw many blossoms erupt from the branches that seemed so bare for so long. It was a feast for bees and their motivation inspired me. I too felt drawn to the beauty and sent of the flowers and once again felt surrounded by God's joy and "feasted" on His blooming creation. Jane

Queen of Peace

Pray for us Holy Mother, Our Lady of Fatima on this your feast day. Bring peace to my heart, to my home and family, to neighbors and friends and PEACE to the world. Jane

A Rose for Joshua

Today I felt that much grace was beaming down this warm day as I laid a sunny yellow petal in two year old Joshua's grave as he was buried at Forest Lawn Cemetery.
This short life that he lived was not without blessing and love continues to live.

"Remember us when you come into your Kingdom Jesus" was spontaneously sung and I realized how every moment of our not so perfect life is an opportunity to be in God.
My prayers are with his parents, family and friends. Jane

Growing Faith

My Faith

Is my faith like a sapling bending in every breeze?
Is my faith like a bush nourished by many leaves?
Is my faith like a deciduous tree blossoming in a season,
Or is it like an evergreen constant without reason?
Perhaps it is like all of these helping me to understand:
My faith grows regardless within God's right hand.

Jane