Tuesday 6 December
In the middle of Summer, standing on the beach in bare feet the sand burns. One is reduced to hopping from foot to foot, seeking relief, until eventually managing to scrape off the surface layer of sand and uncover cooler damp sand underneath. And there is blessed relief. A wild dance of agony sinks into relaxation.
In our frantic preparations, in our mad shopping trips, in our keeping up with the neighbours let us focus again on he who comes to bring peace. Let us remind ourselves where our grounding lies.
“Our heart is restless until it finds its rest in you.” St Augustine.
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Jesus, the answer to our frantic restlessness, may I find your peace though my prayers and actions this day. Amen