It is 5:37 pm, and I have very few minutes left if I want to be on time. This is my daily meeting and I don’t want to miss it. As I go up the stairs I can see the clouds already changing color—this is going to be gorgeous. I finally reach the third floor, get into my room, drop my books on my desk and run at the window. Right on time! The sun is just touching the horizon and the view from my room is beautiful. At the beginning of the year I quickly realized that my room on the highest floor of the seminary, with a window facing west, was a first-class location to contemplate a splendid sunset each evening.
Sunsets are very different from each other: on grey days when the sun doesn’t even pierce through, it can be very depressing. On perfectly sunny days when there are no clouds in the sky the sunset is not very impressive. The perfect combination happens when nice big fluffy clouds are floating in the sky and the sun finally coming down and piercing through can project different colors of light in the different shapes covering the sky. Then the pinks and reds, passing through the oranges and yellows, make the grey sky of this day a perfect canvas for the God of creation.
It is 8:47 pm and I have very few minutes left if I want to be on time. This is my last daily meeting and once again I don’t want to miss it. As I reach the chapel to pray my evening prayer, I prepare myself to do as well as possible a prayerful review of my whole day.
Days are very different from each other. There are days with only troubles and problems and my focusing on them blind me from seeing my Lord, and the His light and the warmth of His love are not able to reach to me because of my bad feelings today. There are days when everything is easy and I feel loved and so close to the Lord, but to be honest I didn’t achieved much and had no troubles during the day. Finally there are days when I struggle, I fight, I fall and I get back up, I don’t understand but I keep walking, I want to give up, but believe in what I am doing.
And suddenly, as I am reviewing my whole day in front of the Lord, I see his light and his hand modeling a masterpiece out of my troubled day. Then the pinks and reds, passing through the oranges and yellows make the grey sky of my day a perfect canvas for the God of redemption.