These eight words came to me as I walked around the lake
last Friday on a misty, foggy, still morning.
Maybe I don't need to see clearly all the time.
The following excerpt from Father Joseph Breighner's post
sums it up better than I can...
We Catholics can be busy pray-ers. We say lots of words, sometimes official words, even necessary words, as well as private devotional prayers. We seem to like to be busy and anxious even in our prayers just in case God won't notice us, or to make sure we tell God exactly what to do.
Words are helpful, certainly necessary for public worship. But the purpose of all prayer is simply to bring ourselves and our world into the presence of God. When we go through life with the consciousness of God always living with us, always living in us, and always living through us...
...then life itself becomes a constant prayer.
original photo SOOC
Crown Hill Lake
early on a misty morning
Here are some more SOOC shots
from my walk that day:
The top image was
edited on my iPad Mini
with the following apps:
(straighten and crop)
Cool It Down (50%)
using Kim Klassen's texture:
kk_myrtle (Soft Light 30%)
Linking up with
(seriously, I had all this done before I saw Kim's post today)