In Iowa, the corn grows, and the fields green. Summer’s beauty enfolds us in God’s love. We breathe in our Creator’s presence which surrounds us. By mid-July, the corn reaches to the sky straight and tall as it stretches for the light. After the long days of relentless heat leave the land parched, the summer storms are welcomed with their streaks of lightning which stir up the necessary nitrogen to nourish the roots. The corn’s roots sink deep down searching for life-giving water and nourishment in the rich black Iowan soil. The leafy stalks gain strength swaying in the wind.
Just as the light and rain storms grow and beautify the corn,
so our souls need the light of God’s grace and waters of daily compassion. As our Creator cares for the corn, we, too,
are provided for abundantly. All of
creation grows in the balance of sunlight and darkness, summer’s heat and
thunderstorms to water the parched land.
In our busy lives, we also thirst for intervals of deep silence and
listening . We crave the space to sink
into that silence of our inner being to listen to the whisper of God’s presence,
letting the light spill over the shadows of yesterday’s tears. The warmth of God’s love intensifies our
experience of our Creator, which deepens and expands as we spend more time in
quiet prayer.
When we sit still in the warmth and light of the divine
presence, we nurture a deeper confidence and intimacy with our Creator, who is
always with us, calming our fears.
Light, warmth and rain storms are needed to cultivate the corn in
summer, and we need the warmth, light and rains of the Holy Spirit to wash over
and envelop us each moment. God’s
compassion is new each morning and is always there for us. Take time to hold onto God who waits in
silent spaces, and joy and peace will pervade your day. Breathe in Jesus and breathe out mercy. In contemplating the rich beauty of the
cornfields in summer, recall the necessary stages of growth it has experienced
along the way, and the care it has received.
Believe in the divine tender love and mercy surrounding
you. Live in the consciousness of this
tender presence through your own experience of God’s unconditional love for
each one of us. May we all grow in
grace, washed in the Spirit and bathed in God’s everlasting and compassionate
love.
Thanks, Sister Jeannette. Reading your post reminded me of how green the grass becomes after a lightening storm. A good visual that even when our lives are full of turbulent weather, God is up to something good.
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