Shrouded

 
I heard the rain starting as I fell asleep last night. We’d had beautiful snow and I was bracing myself for the image this morning — wet green grass dotted with pockets of browned slushy snow remnants. I stepped out of the house and was stopped in my tracks. The snow was somewhat gone and very slushy, but that’s not what caught my eye. It was the fog. The air had that fresh, just-rained feel to it. There were birds chirping as if somehow the rain signaled a kind of spring. And everything was shrouded with that light airy fog that casts the world in a little bit of mystery. As I got into my car, I wondered what it was about fog that makes such beauty. The thought came to me that it’s the mystery. It’s what is hidden that draws us — like Eucharist, and faith. Not locked in a box, but just lightly covered so that with a breath, it parts and we see what our hearts long for.
 
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About Renaissance Girl

I moved to the Community with my family in 1988 when I was 10 - which gives away my current age! I am now a solemnly professed member - I work at Paraclete Press, the publishing arm of the Community and I love my job! I also sing in the choir Gloriæ Dei Cantores, and am a member of Elements Theatre Company and Spirit of America Band. As a Docent for the Church of the Transfiguration, I get to discover new things about the church every time I share it with someone else. When I'm not doing one of those activities, I love to spend time with my dog or my "extended family". There's a lot of variety in my life which keeps me energized - and I'm learning how to be more in the moment so whether I'm at a rehearsal, or making dinner in the kitchen with 5 girls, they all get 100% of me!

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