I’m the opposite of still.  I’m hardly ever tranquil, peaceful, or placid. I do not soothe or pacify, I bustle and cause commotion. I’m walking turbulence. My heart longs for the stillness mentioned in scripture. I want to be there, first in line. 
I tried my best on a recent holiday. My quest started with a solitary beach walk under a sunny early-autumn sky. It ended with the first person I encountered. I reluctantly discussed the problem she raised and made her feel guilty for asking. She hoped I would enjoy the rest of my day. Thank you was barely out of my mouth, when our medical sister grabbed me for a flu shot — an offer I can’t refuse!  I then changed into exercise clothes and headed for the tread mill. My cell phone rang with a request I needed to honor. Gave up the exercise and packed a picnic bag lunch. As I headed to the beach with my folding chair, dark clouds rolled in. I also noticed I’d made my sandwich from wheat allergy bread which isn’t that tasty. I’m beginning to get it. I cannot manufacture peace through circumstance. When Jesus calms the storm or promises to lead beside still waters, He has this proviso: I come as I am, where I am, but with unwavering faith and trust in Him.
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May 16, 2012, completed my 30th year as a Sister. It was both a milestone and just another day in an interesting journey. Some of those thirty years included singing with Gloriae Dei Cantores, marching in Spirit of America band, and serving on our Sisters Council. As a monastic, I live surrounded by beauty and within a frame work of opportunity and possibility. I'm sixty-four (much to my surprise) and extremely grateful for my life as a sister - past, present, and future.

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