REFLECTIONS FROM MY PROVENCAL CRECHE
Imagine my girlish eyes gazing upon a gurgling brook streaming down the French Alps. I am thoroughly refreshed by sipping the pure icy water and marvel that my childhood is a grace moment from God who formed my destiny into the earthly space I occupy. Growing up in a loving, adventurous French-American family, it was easy to embrace the best of both culture and traveling all of Europe. This springboard was my first place to own propelling me to an unexpected adult life.
Psalm 24 asks: “Who shall climb the mountain of the Lord?” I WILL, dear Lord, now fledgling, becoming a mother within a bad marriage. I had no choice but to climb the mountain of abuse ending in divorce to grapple for freedom and peace or else I would die! God’s fingers still invisible to me stopped my drowning — this is my second place to own because it was full of miracles and my conversion.
Psalm 24 continues in asking: “Who will stand in His holy place?” I WILL, dear Lord for you branded my heart to be your ‘daughter of Jerusalem,’ happily remarried 33 years strong, surrounded by holy friendships and writing a daily blog of thanksgiving…now this is my current place to own and give my utmost joy to share God’s goodness with everyone until my last breath.
o glorious reflections from my Provencal creche!
I sincerely wish all of you a very Merry Christmas
your scribe for love