Where I found God today



These are short reflections shared by people who are seeking God in all things. Recording these moments of finding God in our experience can help us to cultivate gratitude and an increased spirit of generosity to others.

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His mum was saying "ready, steady, go" and the little fella would jump as high as he could into the puddle and then stamp his feet as hard as he could. As I watched his delight I laughed and said to his mum, "that looks fun!" She turned to me and...
A child splashing in a puddle
Flowers are God’s way of bottling sunshine for enjoyment later.
Blossom of witch hazel - thin bright yellow petals
When the first Lockdown of March 2020 began my husband said: what are we going to do with our lives just sitting indoors? Well I did not have a clue, but out of the blue he suggested we go for a walk round the block. My immediate answer was no. I...
Collage of pictures of walks on hills, meadows, by the river and lakes
I am aware that St John the Evangelist in East Dulwich also still has a Christmas tree outside fully resplendent in lights. I know that there are also Christmas decorations up in shops that have not been open since mid December, but this was...
A print of a painting of Mary by Andrew White hanging on the external wall of Farm Street Church
As I approached Battersea Bridge, in fact from a fair way off, I was struck by the light that emanated from parts of the bridge. The light came from magnificent gilding work on the bridge at the top of the supports. These spandrels shone in the...
Photo of Battersea Bridge
“Don’t stab the phone Mum” he said. “Keep your thumb near the screen and touch it gently and accurately.” I learned that when I ‘swipe’ it looks like I am hitting a golf ball up the fairway. Ignatius (and the Bible) teaches that God acts on the...
Image of a smart phone
She is being cared for in a wonderful home, surrounded by loving, attentive people but I have been unable to visit her personally for months. And due to her dementia, phone-calls, letters and video attempts all just add to her confusion and...
A box of heart shaped chocolates
I should add that the rules have been followed very closely at my church. Everyone wears masks, distancing is observed, there is no singing, and there is no 'mingling' after Mass (our church opens straight out onto a main road, which I think helps...
An apse of a church.
This morning the sun had risen before I left the house, and I walked down to a local park where the sun was shining through the branches of a weeping willow, making the bare winter branches of the willow tree look golden. I stood under the tree and...
Willow tree lit by rays of the rising sun
Even so, sometimes the metaphor of God as a kind of sculptor or painter can be helpful. When I think of the mountains and the clouds, I think of broad brush strokes, like the beginnings of a painting by Turner. Actually, the film "Mr Turner" by Mike...
Lichen on trees in a forest in winter
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