Archive for the ‘summer’ Category

Thomas Merton wrote, “Let me seek then, the gift of silence, and poverty, and solitude, where everything I touch is turned into prayer: where the sky is my prayer, the birds are my prayers, the wind in the trees is my prayer, for God is all in all.”

Summer, two brightly yellow goldfinches have been visiting the feeders and the rose- breasted grosbeak is singing a beautiful song.  Summer, the thunderstorm with crackles of thunder and daggers of lightning and the fresh smell and clean air after the storm.  Summer, purple sunsets and fluffy clouds.  Summer, all is turned into prayer.