Tuesday, October 4, 2011
"It all started from a seed," kept running through my mind as a mantra while taking this extraordinary walk. Yes, it is St. Francis Day and as a Franciscan it is a day of celebration. So to celebrate I decided to take a walk.
At the Shalom Retreat Center in Dubuque, Iowa, there is a large
prairie that surrounds the grounds. It is former farmland
that the Sisters have let revert to prairie for the last 15
years. As I walked the path I saw so much beauty. The
fall flowers were in full bloom. The fields are filled with wild
asters, golden rod, grasses and berries. It was a field of
purples, yellows, whites, and reds bordered by blue sky. As I
looked out from on top of the highest point it was like looking at
a painting from Monet or Van Gogh. The colors ran together and
created a beautiful watercolor. All I could think of is that
it started with a seed.
As I end this summer season and begin to ponder fall and the coming of winter… what is the seed growing in my heart? I am reminded in Scripture that the seed must die before it can be born again. What is it that I must die to for new life to burst forth?