Sometime back, I wrote a few reflections from my train rides into New York City.
A few days ago, I was again on a Metro-North train, going south, next to the Hudson River north of the city.
I noticed a landslide or a rock slide on the other side of the river. What a striking contrast in that amazing vertical rock formation!
The layer under the weathered rock façade was light and gleaming. Hummmmm. I began to wonder at my own weathered façade and what might be underneath. What needs to be chipped away? And can I even imagine the wonders underneath?
When do I remember to say, to offer in prayer, “Let it be”?
– Sister Janet Hockman, MM