The Land of Simple Contemplation
By Joyce Rupp
Companion of my Solitude,sometimes I think that half of meis well-lodged in another world.On rainy days, in times of solitude,my spirit pulls and tugs,crying for home in that other space.All the things herethat give my life rhyme and reasonfade from view.I am left with the longingto put down my swordof busynessand dwell in the landof simple contemplation.
Raindrops on the cottage roof,bird songs in the woods,the taste of morning air,the stillness of the forest,all these draw me beyondto where the other half dwells.
Companion of my Solitude,keep encouraging me to take timefor my inward journey.Help me to be faithfulto this essential element of my life.
“Come to me, you who desire me …-- Ecclesiasticus 10:19
Journaling:
What do you appreciate most about solitude?What do you appreciate least about it?What is your life like when you do not have any solitude in it?
By Joyce Rupp
Companion of my Solitude,sometimes I think that half of meis well-lodged in another world.On rainy days, in times of solitude,my spirit pulls and tugs,crying for home in that other space.All the things herethat give my life rhyme and reasonfade from view.I am left with the longingto put down my swordof busynessand dwell in the landof simple contemplation.
Raindrops on the cottage roof,bird songs in the woods,the taste of morning air,the stillness of the forest,all these draw me beyondto where the other half dwells.
Companion of my Solitude,keep encouraging me to take timefor my inward journey.Help me to be faithfulto this essential element of my life.
“Come to me, you who desire me …-- Ecclesiasticus 10:19
Journaling:
What do you appreciate most about solitude?What do you appreciate least about it?What is your life like when you do not have any solitude in it?
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