Each morning in Lepșa we would have a couple hours of solitude to read and reflect, pray and praise. Every morning I returned to the same spot where a tiny brook and a bigger creek intersected and I sat in the middle. One morning I realized I was surrounded by tiny seed husks (I think that’s the word) of all different varieties. So I started snapping pictures of all these little leftover husks as well as the tiny plants that germinate as a result…and I thought of what Mother Teresa said: Don’t look for big things, just do small things with great love…The smaller the thing, the greater must be our love.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Posted by April at 7:24 AM