This a follow up on my Fall Colors series of blogs. Not as flamboyant as the glowing leaves that adorned them the past few weeks, the tall trees emote beauty of another sort: dignity and strength. The sharp shadows they cast remind me of the far-reaching influence the senior members in our midst have over the world through their quiet prayers. Lives that may appear dull and lifeless may have very deep spiritual roots and a very warm and loving interior life. I think of my mother Phyllis and my grandmother Marjorie whose prayers sustained us throughout their waning years. My own snowy head reminds me how deep my roots have grown and how my prayerful influence must be exercised, providing strength for the next generation.
This a follow up on my Fall Colors series of blogs. Not as flamboyant as the glowing leaves that adorned them the past few weeks, the tall trees emote beauty of another sort: dignity and strength. The sharp shadows they cast remind me of the far-reaching influence the senior members in our midst have over the world through their quiet prayers. Lives that may appear dull and lifeless may have very deep spiritual roots and a very warm and loving interior life. I think of my mother Phyllis and my grandmother Marjorie whose prayers sustained us throughout their waning years. My own snowy head reminds me how deep my roots have grown and how my prayerful influence must be exercised, providing strength for the next generation.
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