Chuck, my spiritual director, is getting ready to retire and move to his cabin. His office is getting bare. While meeting with him this week, he gave me an old plastic rosary he had in his office. I have found not only the rythem meaningful as I have prayed it, but just feeling the beads is for me a connection to the prayer. Even in the midst of doing other things, I am reminded of his presence by the bead between my fingers. I wonder if Brother Lawrence felt the same way with a spoon in his hand.
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