In the Boboli Gardens Thanks be to God, I have returned to my beloved Florence, once again to walk around with God. I always say that is what I do, for sure it is my intention, and yes I do just that. But, of course, I miss miserably most of the time. That’s the way it is with serious and challenging commitments that they ask for a significant change. In theological language it is called metanoia: to change in one's way of life resulting from penitence or spiritual conversion.
On this trip I am committed in a new way to be conscious of God’s presence not just day by day but moment by moment. Believing that God is always present is the first step; I’ve got this one!. It is the remembering that is my challenging goal while I’m here— to remember God more and more, not only when I sitting in my favorite church, but as I walk along my favorite streets. When I remember, metanoia happens.
On this trip I am committed in a new way to be conscious of God’s presence not just day by day but moment by moment. Believing that God is always present is the first step; I’ve got this one!. It is the remembering that is my challenging goal while I’m here— to remember God more and more, not only when I sitting in my favorite church, but as I walk along my favorite streets. When I remember, metanoia happens.
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