We are called to stop, to choose silence and to open and let ourselves be opened to our inner depths where the Spirit of God allows us to feel, see and understand life and reality with God’s Heart. When we allow our bodies to be silent, our senses awaken, and we are able to hear the voice of the Spirit within us. Then in the secret place of the heart, the Spirit gradually transforms our feelings and responses, and draws us into an intimate relationship with God.
(Chapter 2008 - Our Priority for Contemplation)
In a few hours' time I will be in the car, heading west along the A40 on my way to Llannerchwen, our house of prayer near Brecon. Behind me will be the combined busyness and joys of my life in Oxford: the vitality of the students in our house and at the chaplaincy; concerns about our temperamental boiler and other leaks and creaks in our gracious Victorian house; the invading frogs which have followed on from this summer's bats and wasps and led to jokes about ten plagues; the streets still thronged with tourists; the liveliness and depth of an international RSCJ community; last-minute preparations and practicalities...
And ahead of me... Eight days in a place filled with natural stillness and a certain wild beauty; a week of stopping, choosing silence and opening myself more deeply to God's transformative quieting; a week of retreat, renewal and refreshment whose content and outcome are completely unknown, except that they will, in a special way, be God-time...
Click on this link to see where I'll be: weather permitting, at least some of these views will be mine to enjoy at some point! http://www.llannerchwen.org.uk/
(Chapter 2008 - Our Priority for Contemplation)
In a few hours' time I will be in the car, heading west along the A40 on my way to Llannerchwen, our house of prayer near Brecon. Behind me will be the combined busyness and joys of my life in Oxford: the vitality of the students in our house and at the chaplaincy; concerns about our temperamental boiler and other leaks and creaks in our gracious Victorian house; the invading frogs which have followed on from this summer's bats and wasps and led to jokes about ten plagues; the streets still thronged with tourists; the liveliness and depth of an international RSCJ community; last-minute preparations and practicalities...
Click on this link to see where I'll be: weather permitting, at least some of these views will be mine to enjoy at some point! http://www.llannerchwen.org.uk/
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