|Together Last Summer|
All morning I will whisper "traveling mercies" under my breath, hoping all will be well as our loved ones head toward us.
I pray "traveling mercies" for all who are on the road or in the air this week. Or crossing borders of any kind.
The writer Anne Lamott titled one of her books Traveling Mercies, Some Thoughts on Faith, saying when someone in her church goes away for awhile, they are offered this blessing. "Traveling mercies: love the journey, God is with you, come home safe and sound."
How simple and clear this is. And perhaps it is all we ever really need.
To love the journey -- yes, a specific trip, but our
whole life. The journey that is our life.
To know God is with us. No matter where. No matter
when. No matter what.
To come home safe and sound. To come home to
ourselves, the essence of who we were created to be.
We are all travelers and all travel is sacred. We all need traveling mercies wherever we are on the journey. May all be well.
May you travel in an awakened way,
Gathered wisely into your inner group;
That you may not waste the invitations
Which wait along the way to transform you.
May you travel safely, arrive refreshed,
And live your time away to its fullest;
Return home more enriched, and free
To balance the gift of days which call you.
To Bless the Space Between Us
A Book of Blessings
If you are traveling or if others are traveling to you this week, what do you need for this time to be holy time, sacred time?