A Sacred Spoon
I have a wooden spoon that was given to me by a friend on
her birthday. It was a gift she gave
everyone who came to her party. She
brought the spoons from India where she was working on an academic
project. This has been a perfect spoon
for cooking.
One day as I stood stirring
over a pot of soup, it struck me that every time I use this spoon I find myself
transported to the times I spent with my friend -and I would smile.
And so this spoon had taken on a life beyond
it’s common use. This spoon had become a
conduit, that created a quiet space in the midst of a my busy life.
Sacred, Holy, Love, God…. Each one of us has our own meaning
for these words. For me, these words
represent a place of awe and wonder. A
place where I am caused to stop, stand, and recognize that there is something
greater beyond myself. And it dawned on
me this morning; this spoon has become for me an experience of sacred, holy,
love, and God in the midst of my life. For
it makes me stop and remember that this common, humble spoon was a gift of
relationship from a friend – a friend I haven’t talked to in awhile. And my thoughts move on from there to other relationships
where I have fallen down in my relating.
And from there – a humble reminder of my weaknesses and a pondering of
my soul.
God is love, and he/she who abides in love abides in God and
God in them.
So…I thank my friend Diane for her gift that has led me to
this Christmas mediation. A gift that keeps giving and has made my life better
because of her act of friendship – where God lives in the midst of!
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