I have been home for a week, spending part of each day working our yard. The work has been ordinary–trimming, weed pulling, that sort of thing.
But the experience has been transformative.
Thomas Friedman, writing of a visit to Botswana, quotes his guide: “If you spend enough time in nature and allow yourself to slow down sufficiently to let your senses work, then through exposure and practice, you will start to sense the meanings in the sand, the grasses, the bushes, the trees, the movement of the breezes, the thickness of the air, the sounds of the creatures and the habits of animals with which you are sharing that space.”
I discovered that without going to Africa, in my half-acre south of the James River in Richmond, Virginia.
Prayer is like that, too. If you spend enough time with God, and allow yourself to slow down sufficiently to let your senses work, then through exposure and practice . . . you will start to sense the meanings of . . . life.