Tuesday in the Second Week of Lent
For God alone my soul in silence waits;
truly, my hope is in the Holy one.
Psalm 62:6
The sun warms the room with a gorgeous orange glow. Yesterday, the warmth erased much of the evidence of Saturday’s furious spring storm. Today will be warmer still.
As I look out the window, I think of other windows of space and time. Not just vistas, but openings. Opportunities. During the height of the storm the roads were treacherous. A few hours later, passable. Today, I will move freely without thought of mitigating risk.
I think about windows in my spiritual life. Not all times call for the same engagement. Not all seasons require the same disciplines. For this time, as I watch the day brighten, I am called to silent awe.
Anne E. Kitch 
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