A while back, someone told me about a Hindu practice that really stayed with me. The idea is to take a moment to consider the living God in the person beside you.
How often we are so unaware of this reality.
The Hindu people bow to each other, meaning, “I bow to the glory of God in you.”
What an awesome way to see another person – no matter what circumstance you find yourself in.
When I’m irritated in a shopping line, as I impatiently wait for the elderly woman to find the exact change – the glory of God is in this person.
When I’m impatient with the driver ahead of me, who’s moving REALLY slowing – the glory of God is in this person.
When I don’t understand someone’s actions – the glory of God is in this person.
There’s something very intentional about taking the time to see people like this – to see the wonder of God in others.
To see the wonder of God in everything.
You are seeking God, dear sister and he is everywhere. Everything proclaims him to you, everything reveals him to you, everything brings him to you. He is by your side, over you, around you and in you. Jean-Pierre De Caussade
I can easily miss what’s good and right in front of me by the failure of being fully attentive, in the present moment – aware, connected and responsive. Terry Wardle reminds me that this “moment” is “alive with possibilities, includes streams of transforming grace, and is saturated with the Divine.”
What a simple prayer I prayed this morning – “Where are you, Lord?”
Slow. Intentional.Expectant. Seeking.
I saw. I smelled. I felt. And tasted. And heard.
Mesmerizing waves in the lake.
Intoxicating, fresh basil leaves.
The beauty of purple flowers.
A young student reading with confidence.
The spongy texture of feta cheese cubes.
Beautiful patterns in the fire.
Constant wind. A chill in the air. The warmth of a sweater.
The excitement of a young woman who was accepted in a new school.
Bean plants bursting through the soil.
A friend grieving the loss of a spouse.
The work of weeding a garden.
The excitement of a creative thought.
Intricate spider webs stretching over the bushes.
Satisfaction of a recent vacuuming of the house.
Pungent spices in a batch of homemade chai.
A giggly young girl getting caught between the car seats.
New ideas from the scriptures.
Beautiful mama bird protecting her baby in the nest over our front window.
Smoothness of Kefir going down my throat.
Laundry dancing on the clothesline.
Hearing the cracking sound of opening a new journal.
The joy of caring for someone who is hurting and discouraged.
Rumbling of the heavy train. Shaking of the house.
The regularity of the elliptical machine stride.
Comfort in my slippers.
The sound of my husband’s voice on the phone. Catching up on his day.
The anticipation of my husband coming home tomorrow.
We can miss the present moment because we are focused upon where we have been and where we are going, not fully present to where we are. Leighton Ford, The Attentive Life