Summer Beckoning
Here in Toronto we have experienced crazy warm temperatures for the month of April—even hitting 30 degrees Celsius! In my history of Hogtown I have never seen such temps this early in the year. We travelled to the County to spend a few days absorbing this heat radiating off farmers’ fields, sand dunes and the open water of Lake Ontario.
The warm air greets us like a cheerful ‘hello’ from an old friend, reminding us that summer is not too far off. The Spirit of God greets us just as tenderly, inviting us to turn and listen to her voice of love. Like a gentle wind that caresses and surprises with a tender appeal for open hearts and hands. To unclench our tight fists and spread our fingers wide to receive her overtures of amor.
The hermit of the desert recognizes this voice when he writes,
God’s call is mysterious; it comes in the darkness of faith. It is so fine, so subtle, that it is only with the deepest silence within us that we can hear it.
And yet nothing is so decisive and overpowering for a person on this earth, nothing surer or stronger.
This call is uninterrupted: God is always calling us! But there are distinctive moments in this call of hers, moments which leave a permanent mark on us—moments which we never forget. (Carlos Carretto)
May we have the still minds and brave hearts to descend into our ‘deepest silence’ to hear the Divine whisper of limitless love.
No hoarse voice from the Father who has been calling men, women and children from the beginning of time.
Absolutely love this. Interesting what the hermit in the desert recognizes.
And the challenge we have to get away from the din of our regular lives, in order to hear for ourselves - the still small voice.
Thank you Pastor Alan