Took this with my phone. Came out well, didn’t it?
I know, I’m very quiet. Sorry. It’s a quiet Lent. I feel so disinclined toward reading or writing about politics, and spiritually this has been a very stillpoint/nothing, emptying sort of Lent; often (and this may come as no surprise, to some of you) there is just nothing going on in my head. You could roll bowling balls through there and hit nothing. Drop a penny on my skull, you’ll hear an echo.
As I said, some of you may have long-suspected that to be the case.
So, another unplanned retreat day, spent with scripture and prayerbooks and mugs of hot tea. Thanks for peeking in, and for being patient. I’m sorry I have nothing to share, just now, beyond, “Be still, and know that I am God.”
When I told Jesus he could have everything, including my writing, he seems to have taken me at my word.
I do hope he gives me a clue, soon, about how I am supposed to make a living! :-)
Jennifer is also in the Desert