mid-week sojourn

Let us glorify the Master Craftsman for all that has been done wisely and skillfully, and from the beauty of the visible things let us form an idea of him who is more than beautiful. And from the greatness of these perceptible and circumscribed bodies let us conceive of him who is infinite and immense and who surpasses all understanding in the plenitude of his power. For even if we are ignorant of things made, yet at least that which in general comes under our observation is so wonderful that even the most acute mind is shown to be at a loss as regards the least of the things in the world, either in the ability to explain it worthily or to render due praise to the Creator, to whom be all glory, honor and power forever. (BASIL THE GREAT – HEXAEMERON).

Made it to the middle of another interesting week, reaching for meaning in the reflections on the beauty of Creation. As I head down the other side of the hill of this week, holding on to the simple joy of walking down the hill talking to a monk after sharing Liturgy in a place where this chaos seems much more remote.

Glory to Thee, O God, Glory to Thee.