Seems I used to have a lot more time to reflect on life. I am anxiously awaiting my week of retreat. Only one week to go!
Life still teaches me lessons but I learn them only if I stop and take some time to reflect on their meaning.
Zaka’s response to the delicious taste of the cherry was so much like my own reaction to the new experiences life offers me. God may be offering me the very best that he has for me but it does not look like the familiar fruit, the one that I’ve learned to relish. I take a taste and find only the pit, rejecting the good fruit around it. So I miss out on what God has to offer for the moment. My tastes are too immature and I don’t hear him saying, "Linea, taste the fruit around that hard pit that you just spit out in disgust" I think he has to re-introduce me to those tastes he offers again and again, patiently waiting for my taste buds to mature so that I can appreciate the succulent goodness of what he offers me.