As
we sit in an un-programmed Quaker worship meeting, we are supposed to be
meditating. What a variety of thoughts and insights must be passing thorough
the minds of all who are present! This last Sunday, this is what occupied my
mind and spirit.
I
sit here. I stare through the window looking up at the sky. It is so clear. It
is so blue. Based on the evidence of my senses alone, I could honestly say that
there is nothing there – just a vast expanse of blueness.
But
we know that there are myriad mysteries out there, hidden from my naked eyes.
