Talking with a woman in church,
about the Saints and she commented about the
Cross within the life of the Saints being accepted,
surrendered to, martyred and resurrected;
the renunciation of life for crucifixion with Christ.
How this was the pattern of Christian life.
It really struck me.
We are so blessed by beauty
flowers made by God
yet some of the monks in Scetis
in the book
never looked around them
and looked only to God.