Flourishing in the old orchard behind the Abbey church, our forsythias shout out their praise in blazing yellow for a few glowing days each spring.
A tree gives glory to God by being a tree. For in being what God means it to be it is obeying Him. It "consents," so to speak, to His creative love. It is expressing an idea that is in God and which is not distinct from the essence of God, and therefore a tree imitates God by being a tree. Thomas Merton, New Seeds of Contemplation.
Let us give glory to God by being ourselves.
Each mortal thing does one thing and the same: Deals out that being indoors each one dwells; Selves — goes itself; myself it speaks and spells, Crying Whát I dó is me: for that I came. Gerard Manley Hopkins from "As Kingfishers Catch Fire."
Photographs by Brother Brian.