I've been troubled by the name of my blog since I thought of it (the first 6 things I came up with were taken, perhaps not the best approach)
I know that that seeking of God is neither active, in the traditional sense, nor passive. I know that in reaching for something far away, we can miss miracles happening at our feet.
I know that I am not called so much to reach for the light as to welcome it, to honor it, to nurture it, quietly active.
And yet, I find that I often reach, or strive. I want to be "doing something" I am impatient.
No answers, just questions, today.