Ann McLellan Lardas

Restoration

There is something incredibly beautiful about a post-liturgical nap on Sunday when the weather is so gentle that the blanket over you is more symbolic than needed, and the smells wafting in from outside are from the meeting place of spring and summer.

Not only do you not have to do anything else, you are not supposed to do anything else. God rested. We are to rest. The weary world is in need of rest. All week long, we drive, and are driven. After thanking God and asking His blessings on a Sunday, what a gentle way to learn to hand over the reins, sometimes, and trust in God that you will arrive where you need to be.

Photo: The author’s nightstand at the retreat center of Enders Island one very mild December. ¬†Copyright: Ann McLellan Lardas

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