Back at home, soon after Papa's funeral, while journeying in the car someone asked me if I believed in Divine intervention. I promptly replied, "No!" And then continued, "I believe in Divine presence."
It is not as if God 'peeks in' from time to time into this world and in our lives. And then returns to 'His' Kingdom. He is ever present and it is this presence that I firmly believe in - even though, most often I am not aware of it or blissfully ignore it.
Replaying that conversation, I realize I did not think too deep then. I was more thinking of Papa rather than God. And for me, the same presence of Papa applied to my life. For that matter, everyone in the family. Having physically lived away from them for more than two decades, I've 'cultivated' a form of them in and around me. That way, I don't feel absence or rue being separated from them.
This morning as I sat for meditation, I realized, even though we never really celebrated Christmas or gave it much of a thought this year - I did not even know which day of the week it was! - I was living the spirit of Christmas.
It is not as if God 'peeks in' from time to time into this world and in our lives. And then returns to 'His' Kingdom. He is ever present and it is this presence that I firmly believe in - even though, most often I am not aware of it or blissfully ignore it.
Replaying that conversation, I realize I did not think too deep then. I was more thinking of Papa rather than God. And for me, the same presence of Papa applied to my life. For that matter, everyone in the family. Having physically lived away from them for more than two decades, I've 'cultivated' a form of them in and around me. That way, I don't feel absence or rue being separated from them.
This morning as I sat for meditation, I realized, even though we never really celebrated Christmas or gave it much of a thought this year - I did not even know which day of the week it was! - I was living the spirit of Christmas.
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