The woman was old, perhaps ninety. She had the frailness we sometimes see in the elderly, but her life force was strong, vital. She sat in the cafe eating breakfast with a younger woman. “You’ve been through a lot,” the younger woman said. “It must be hard since your husband died. How are you doing?”
The older woman chewed a bite of toast, then responded. “I’m okay,” she said. “Everything that’s happened has brought me to a closer walk with the Lord.”
“What do you mean by that?” the younger woman barked.
“This is what I mean,” the older woman said. “I see God more in everything. In people. In things. In the world. In myself. It’s just a closer walk.”
I smiled to myself, quit eavesdropping, and finished my breakfast. Every religious faith has its own language. Each has its own frame of reference. But most roads lead to the same destination: taking our place in the Divine rhythm of life, recognizing Divinity in all that is—in others, in ourselves, and in all the creations of the universe.
Open to your connection to the world
around you. Know that we really all are
one. The connection is God. The connection
is the Divine as each of us
understands it. The connection is love.