This long weekend of not so ordinary time in New Mexico has been observed with amazing drives where the greens of summer, punctuated with the colors of flowers, continue to fill my spirit.
Worship has been not inside churches but in stops along the road that are so beautiful we have to pause. I paint. We pray.
Centering prayer on Sunday was in a space in the Harwood Museum that has been a chapel for me for years. Seated on the aspen yellow stools placed in the shape of a cross in the Agnes Martin room, I used her painting, The Perfect Day, as my visual icon.
Vespers on Saturday night, from the Book of Common Prayer, were framed by the sunset near the Rio Grand Gorge.
Prayers in the evening, called Forgiveness (from Daily Prayers for All Seasons), with an emphasis on how we have cared and not cared for God’s creation, were prayed on a road to Arroyo Seco.
More prayers from Daily Prayers for All Seasons were prayed at midday on a road through the Taos Pueblo.
Beauty has been my invitation to pause to pray, that is, worshipping God in the beauty of holiness. (Psalm 96)
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