“I ask you to consider that our Lord Jesus Christ is your true head and that
you are a member of his body.
He belongs to you as the head belongs to the body.
All that is his is yours: breath, heart, body, soul and all his faculties.
All of these you must use as if they belonged to you,
so that in serving him you may give him praise, love and glory.”
St. John Eudes
(fungi continue to sprout /Julie Cook / 2020)
“Since Jesus has gone to Heaven now,
I can only follow the traces He has left behind.
But how bright these traces are! How fragrant and divine!
I have only to glance at the Gospels;
at once this fragrance from the life of Jesus reaches me,
and I know which way to run:
to the lowest, not the highest place!”
St. Therese of Lisieux, p. 153-4
An Excerpt From
Story of a Soul
When in the woods, especially this time of year with falling leaves and treasures hidden underfoot,
I have learned to look for the lowest secrets rather than those of the highest and most soaring wonders.
I give thanks for being able to spend time in God’s creation!
Let all the earth fear the Lord;
let all the inhabitants of the world stand in awe of him!
Psalm 33:8
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On Sunday, November 22, 2020, cookiecrumbstoliveby wrote:
> Julie (aka Cookie) posted: “”I ask you to consider that our Lord Jesus > Christ is your true head and that you are a member of his body. He belongs > to you as the head belongs to the body. All that is his is yours: breath, > heart, body, soul and all his faculties. All of these y” >
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[…] a needed day in the woods–following the traces–the lowest, not the highest […]
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Thanks Julie, I needed this after reading someone else’s post. No comment on that one. Your photos are amazing, especially the one with the falling leaf! And the quotes hit me in all the right places.
Have a happy Sunday, Julie.
I’m so glad Angie— we must remember He IS risen no matter the storms around us
So true, and in an hour I’ll be watching my brother’s Sunday Mass streaming live on FB. He always has a good homily, but then he was born with the gift of gab. God sure knew what He was doing when Ray was trying to hide from his destiny.
And BTW, one of my granddaughters had the virus but recovered without problems. We don’t know if there will be residual problems in the future but I think He is telling us to shape up in a way we can’t ignore any longer. God bless you, Julie. Have a wonderful week.
I especially like the verse from Psalm 33 about all the earth fearing the Lord. It is fitting to remember while walking in the woods.
I find that I need to be reminded of my smallness! ☺️
May you be blessed on this Sunday as you have blessed us with these beautiful photos of God’s handiwork.
Odd, when we look for it, how much beauty there is in almost everything.
Thanksgiving is an opportunity to thank God for His many blessings. May He continue to bless and protect you and yours, Julie. ❤
much love to you and yours Anna during this Thanksgiving…as we will follow Thanksgiving with the ushering in of Advent and eventually Christmas.
Despite all the mess, all the worry, all the woe–I am pointedly reminded that during this ever darkening time of year a brilliant Light shines…Light cutting through the darkness, ushering us all into a Glorious and Radiant Light!!
Ah, love it, Julie! That’s an acorn, isn’t it? I haven’t seen an acorn in years! We have lovely woods here too, but they are a bit different. Often going out in creation and pondering our Creator refreshes me. I can really sense how He built us a beautiful garden or a playground perhaps, and that’s a good Father, one who delights in us and wants us to delight in Him.
Yes an acorn— my husband could you what kind and whether deer eat it or not— I think they like this one.
I love the trees also in your area— evergreens, spruces and firs right?
Such an abundance of treasure in each of these pictures. Yes, the beauty of God in the low places.
A mighty God just waits among the lowly 🥰