Friday, November 14, 2003

quiet, please

There is a noise in the world. The noise of busyness. Its traffic. Its tv. Its people yelling at one another.

There is a quiet all around us. Of the wind blowing. Snow falling. Of day turning into night. Of the evening sky. Of the dawning sky. Of walking a trail.

Too many of us do not experience the quiet of the world.

Sunday, November 02, 2003

a day of God

Today is Sunday. The Lord's day. What does that mean in a world where minute by minute you go from commercials to entertainment to email to IM's to work to the car to the yard work to your workout to...

How in the world can this BE...since we are to be rather than simply to do?