It was only a small wind rather gentle, like a breeze. It blew a strand of hair across my forehead and I knew that it was God. I was awakened by a tiny gleam of light it slipped through my curtain, onto my face. It drew me to my feet and on to the window Drawing back the curtains dawn stepped softly into my room. I knew that it was God. In the middle of my loneliness the phone rang. A voice I knew so well, said, “Hello, I love you.” Love stirred in my soul I knew that it was God. Rain fell gently on the thirsty ground. Slowly, carefully, steadily it came to an earth parched with waiting. Through those holy raindrops I walked, unafraid — without an umbrella. I knew that it was God. It was only a little bitterness I thought but it wouldn’t leave my heart. It hung around my soul for ages until a storm came, violent and terrifying. It shook me to the depths of my being and blew all the bitterness away. I knew that it was God. It was only a Silver Maple but in the morning’s sunlight It was filled with heaven. I stood in a trance as one touched by angel wings. I knew that it was God. O God, I cried, Endearing One, I love you! You cannot hide from me. Between the cracks of daily life I find you waiting to be adored. You slip into my life like night and day like stars and sunshine. I know that you are God. Theophanies, by Macrina Wiederkehr
Posted on: Sat, 22 Jun 2013 09:07:27 +0000
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