“While you are here, we hope you will stay in God’s love.”
She gestures to the print on the easel leaning into our quiet space. It is a silhouette—stilled, basking in the purple hues of a sunset? A sunrise?
“Open to God” it says, in the bottom left corner. And that’s what I am these two days of silent retreat…open. I think about her words later as I thumb through my scripture assignment.
Stay in God’s love.
I ponder the words and I know. Haven’t I tried to? Leave? Aren’t there times when I forget how loved I am—when I forget that I am cherished daughter?
Some days it takes a crowbar to open me to the love of my man, the love of my boys, of good friends, brothers and sisters—those who wear skin like me and breathe this same air. Those I can see and touch.
What will it take to keep me open to God’s love?
Scripture tells me that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8:37)
And yet, I let this truth slip through my fingers every day as I grasp onto lesser things.
The rhythm of the retreat is this: prayer, contemplate scripture, rest, worship, eat, prayer, contemplate, rest, worship, eat…In my everyday life, the rhythm is much different. The silence has made me aware of this vast difference. Our church fathers and mothers prayed the divine hours—set times throughout the day and night to pull away from the busy-ness of the world and draw into prayer. While I cannot live out life retreating from the stuff of it, I can have retreat moments throughout my day—create a new rhythm that reminds me to stay in God’s love.
I have some ideas, but I would like to hear from you. How do you create a sacred rhythm to your day?
Linking up with Jen today: