molly mornings

Molly and I walked through the rain of a chilly October morning. We talked, ate our breakfast and drank our coffee before heading to the Port for a 7:30am holy hour where... we are still. We kneel, sit, adore before Eternal Love surrounded by glistening silver and gold, the best we have to offer. We sit, we kneel, we are in awe before the King of kings as a gentle rain patters on the roof then is suddenly swept up by an impatient wind and thrown against the stone walls and the door. We are enclosed. We are secure. With the ever-changing world whirling around outside, we are still before the never changing One.