This beautiful writing reminds me of the precedent set in Creation. God said that a day is an evening and then a morning; the day is meant to begin with sleep. We rest in him first, and then wake to his new mercies each morning.
Yes! That’s a great connection I didn’t think of! In the Orthodox Church, the Vespers service is at the beginning of the day. That really baffled me at first. Still does, sometimes. But how beautiful that what we perceive as “ending” is actually the beginning.
This is beautiful! I’m so thankful you have found such a peaceful home in which you experience spiritual freedom and growth. I’m proud of you! Love you and yours so very much.
As a farmer’s daughter, the liturgical year in the Orthodox Church just resonated with me immediately. Your post today also reminds me of that long season I remained dormant and spiritually bound underground. It wasn’t comfortable at the time, but a season of bloom followed. Gosh, I want to come visit you in Maine. Can’t wait for your reflections on Maine winter.
Yes! It makes so much sense, and I'm so thankful to be in a place to experience it. I'm hoping to make this a regular essay series with the fasts, feasts and seasons, so I would LOVE to know if you have any ideas.
This beautiful writing reminds me of the precedent set in Creation. God said that a day is an evening and then a morning; the day is meant to begin with sleep. We rest in him first, and then wake to his new mercies each morning.
Yes! That’s a great connection I didn’t think of! In the Orthodox Church, the Vespers service is at the beginning of the day. That really baffled me at first. Still does, sometimes. But how beautiful that what we perceive as “ending” is actually the beginning.
This is beautiful! I’m so thankful you have found such a peaceful home in which you experience spiritual freedom and growth. I’m proud of you! Love you and yours so very much.
Thank you, Mama! We love you. :)
Lauren, this is beautiful and so eye opening to a new way of looking at life. Thank you for sharing.
Oh, thank you, Betsie!
As a farmer’s daughter, the liturgical year in the Orthodox Church just resonated with me immediately. Your post today also reminds me of that long season I remained dormant and spiritually bound underground. It wasn’t comfortable at the time, but a season of bloom followed. Gosh, I want to come visit you in Maine. Can’t wait for your reflections on Maine winter.
Yes! It makes so much sense, and I'm so thankful to be in a place to experience it. I'm hoping to make this a regular essay series with the fasts, feasts and seasons, so I would LOVE to know if you have any ideas.