As we entered the season of contemplatives, as the last leaves blew off the trees, as starkness and stillness came.....
.........we performed a play, my high school drama troupe and I....a play about a martyr. One of my favorites......Murder in the Cathedral, by T.S. Eliot.
My actors were teens, and I asked a lot of them in choosing this play. I wasn't sure but had a feeling that they would "get" it and do it justice. I was not disappointed!
Will the costumes be ready?
And then I just asked God to do justice to His wonderful friend, St. Thomas Becket, and show my kids how amazing he truly was.
I felt carried along after that and watched a miracle of grace. They were magnificent - each and every one of them.
The audience was moved by the power of this play performed by young students who "got it". I was humbled by their wholehearted performance and willingness to go into other realms of the soul and the mind.
I heard the voice of God in their voices, their gestures, their expressions. It was truly a moment of almost tangible GRACE.