Clearly Blue Waters

Yesterday, on Memorial Day I had the privilege of spending time with some sisters who are dear friends. We relaxed and covered many topics as we enjoyed the view of Lake Michigan from the beach. One thing that struck me was the strange beauty of the water. Looking far out over the lake one could see ribbons and stratas and shades of blue ranging from turquoise to sapphire to royal blue. Yet, when the water washed in on the sand it was so very clear. I wonder if that isn't a bit the way it is with God. We know him within, but can only see him now from afar and we know of his varied and wonderful beauty. When we will see him close and face to face, all will be divinely clear to us. I returned here to the motherhouse after our holiday time and had the privilege of sitting with one of our sisters who is dying. My reflection continued as I prayed asking God to let her rest in the beauty of his presence and to take her soon to the moment when all will be as clear as the water washing in on the beach. May her road rise up to meet her!

Spring Cleaning

I'm spring cleaning in the family attic! It's like a visit to a genealogical museum. There are letters by the packs and photo albums and I've even discovered that my tiny farm community had their own women's basketball team back in the early 1900's--progressive! It's also an inspiration to read the letters and newspaper clippings that reveal just how determined and faith-filled those of the old times were. The family has certainly had a long and colorful faith journey and it makes me wonder what folks 75 or more years from now will think about my leg of the family journey. How will they look upon my choice to follow vocation as a consecrated religious woman? What will I leave behind for them to ponder? It's a good thing to wonder about!