A friend just shared these super-cool photos (taken by Mary Rasp) of our labyrinth viewed from their hotel room! Before closing up the labyrinth room tonight, I took some time to read the reflections written by people of all ages. Wow! So many different experiences. But what really touched me were the reflections written in languages I couldn’t read. I looked at the beauty of their foreign script and could feel what they expressed through words I didn’t understand. The mystery of their words is like the mystery of God touching each of us in ways we will never know. But in ways we can feel by our faith. May we all feel God’s presence as the long days continue on.
How wonderful to hear our own member, Nancy Reycraft, sharing her beautiful flute music during her volunteer shift at the labyrinth. The acoustics were phenomenal.
Bread for the Journey 