Awakening
Yesterday morning I awoke at my hermitage and stood in the kitchen to make some breakfast with my back to the window. I eventually turned around and saw a small rainbow across the waters of the Hood Canal over the Olympics. Leaving behind my food, I grabbed my camera and hurried down the steps to the beach. One of the readings last Sunday from the Christian lectionary is from the letter St. Paul wrote to the Romans. This line has been lingering with me the last couple of days: “You know the time; it is the hour now for you to awake