The Weekly Word:
is an invitation to reflect on how God speaks to us through poetry, literature, and the visual arts. Share your reflections here so that we can join together on this journey of faith throughout the week.
Wendell Berry, The Peace of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
Where do you turn for peace when your life gets hectic or the news is just too overwhelming? Where do you find yourself able to reconnect with God and be at peace with the world? Cherish that place, and return to it frequently to be reminded of God’s care for you and for creation.