Drawing Close to God

11 Mar

Hello Friends,

I must say that I am much more gentle with myself (this could be called laziness).  So, after an exhausting funeral service for a man with a gentle spirit and a tug of war with the pharmacy about my mom’s medication, I let my on-line folks down again.

I will once more begin again.  Trying to keep up with blogging the scripture which focus on meditation this week.

Tuesday, The terror of meditation

Exodus 20:18-19

18 When all the people witnessed the thunder and lightning, the sound of the trumpet, and the mountain smoking, they were afraid and trembled and stood at a distance, 19 and said to Moses, “You speak to us, and we will listen; but do not let God speak to us, or we will die.”

 

What do you think about the people wanting Moses to intercede with God on their behalf?  Are we willing to personally encounter the living God?  Take the time, energy and stillness to open our ears, our hearts, our lives to listen for God’s voice.  In the beginning  of St. Benedict Rule he says, “we must listen with the ear of our heart”.  I have always loved that phrase.

Meditation stilling our soul and quieting our body so we can listen with the ear of our heart.

Wednesday, The object of meditation

Psalm 1:1-3

Happy are those who do not follow the advice of the wicked,
or take the path that sinners tread, or sit in the seat of scoffers;
but their delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law they meditate day and night.
They are like trees planted by streams of water, which yield their fruit in its season, and their leaves do not wither.
In all that they do, they prosper.

This is a wonderful text to ruminate on.  When the writer of the psalm talked about the law of the Lord, they meant the fullness of the teachings about God.

Consider what God has taught human beings?  How are we to live?

I pray you find quiet time in your day.  I am setting at a desk in the “sunroom”, watching the fog lift from the ground.  The dark brown of the leafless trees and the dark green of the reawakening grass and interspersed with the white of retreating snow.  Spring is waiting to break through!

Peace,

Mary

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