FRIDAY, August 21
Job 2:10 But he said to her, “You speak as any foolish woman would speak. Shall we receive the good at the hand of God, and not receive the bad?” In all this Job did not sin with his lips.
My first silent retreat was at a mountain hermitage. I settled into my home away from home, happily showing reverence to the food, fork, chair, and sunset. I listened to the sounds my mouth made when I chewed and considered the flavors on my tongue and in the air.
I went to bed in happy anticipation and woke my first morning to peace. I had three days ahead of me with no greater priority than to tune in to God’s presence. I prepared and ate food and later sat down to meditate and read.
Cold feet led to an idea for a foot washing ceremony. I laid out towels and prepared for the bathroom basin to be a holy vessel. In a private moment of preparation, my heart full of adoration for creation, a bee stung me.
“You need to leave!” I shouted, breaking my silence.
When fear is active, compassion is scarce.
MOVING FORWARD: When does your brain feel incapable of compassion? How can you combat this?
Ps 140, 142 * 141, 143:1-11(12) | Job 2:1-13 | Acts 9:1-9 | John 6:27-40
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