Sunday, April 17, 2016

Stacked stones

Was traveling through small towns
 in Pennsylvania 
 today and slowed down to see this 
collection of giant stacked stones.
It was still light on the way home 
so I stopped to grab a photo.

Always good to be reminded
 and reflect about the stacked stones in my life.
What am I marking?
How is the story of the journey being told?
Will those who come after see the path?
where is my sacred space?
Where are the margins in my life?
Is there space that allows me
 to be in the presence of God?

Lord, in a new week-
let the pages of my week 
not be filled to the edge.
Create space- breath-
for you to move.
 May there be the grace of whitespace. 


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