The other day it snowed again. Yes, in case you’ve lost track it’s the end of March.
The year we moved to Minnesota there were flurries on May first.
This is just so wrong. But we’re a hardy folks up here in Lake Wobegon country don’tcha know.
But this morning the sun came out and it’s supposed to hit 40 degrees and I saw a bunny hopping across my path so maybe God isn’t dead.
The thing is, when life is ugly (and even when it’s beautiful), I think the most important spiritual discipline is paying attention – being wholeheartedly present in the moment and alert to God. Continue reading
