our Lady could do nothing to hurry that birth, and she would not have wished to.
she rested in God’s will, in God’s timing, in God’s planning.
her mind was as big as the earth, as peaceful as the earth, as still as the earth in winter.
from The Risen Christ by Caryll Houselander
Nana says
8 January 2013 at 7:19 pmI remember driving by her on the way to your national city house…so beautiful and serene.