Reflections on a hammock

July 2005

Last month I was graced to have the privilege of returning to the Philippines (where I lived for the first 8 years of my religious life) for a renewal programme as well as to spend my annual retreat. I¦#39;ve always loved hammocks – perhaps it has to do with being suspended between heaven and earth – so it was to a delightful surprise for me to discover that some hammocks were available for quiet reflection and prayer at the retreat house I stayed. So I¦#39;d often be swaying on a hammock, under pine and palm trees, overlooking the truly breath-taking view of Lake Taal in Tagaytay. Many reflections came, pertaining to my life of religious consecration but also others which can be applied to anyone seeking a closer relationship with God. Here are a couple I scribbled:

• As the sun rose, the morning mist on the lake slowly cleared and the colours of the mountains and trees grew deeper and richer as they emerged from their silhouettes. The entire earth is in darkness, if not for the sun, illuminating the rich beauty of nature on the planet. God¦#39;s love in my life is like the sun. Without it, I¦#39;m just in darkness. His grace in my life enables me to reflect on His infinite beauty in my finite ways. Increase my trust and faith in you O Lord. Let your love shine within me and empower me with the gift of the Holy Spirit. 

•  I'm surrounded by hundreds of plants, flowers, and trees with the cool mountain breeze refreshing the earth after the rain. Each plant I realise had first to die – their seeds had to be buried and ¢broken¢ so that they can be brought to new life, and what a transformation! Flowers of different patterns, shades of colour and scents! Trees of varied shapes, sizes and designer leaves designed by the Master artist! My life too is in constant transformation, with areas that also have to be ¢emptied¢ - to face death - so that the Lord can transform me into a thing of beauty to behold, and give others and God delight. A community also contains a variety of different personalities – each having his or her own beauty and colour to contribute, enriching the entire landscape. The rains which come are our problems and trials that not only nourish us but help make us grow stronger in faith. All of us are in constant revision and rebirth, symbolised aptly by that empty shell of an insect I saw on a leaf. The question is, how willing are we to let go, to surrender to the Master, to ¢die,¢ so that He can transform us to new life?