Taize has been so fundamentally formative for me in so many ways: formed my singing voice, shaped how I think of sacred space, given me a guiding story for beginning anything new, planted seeds in me of Gospel truths, shown me how living/weaving threads of faith that can grow into a cloth of unimagined beauty.... It's the story of Br. Roger and my small experience of the peace and love that flowed out of him that is the most powerful.
If I had gone alone, I could have participated more fully, because, as it turned out, they let the older people participate in the groups. But, I wouldn't have traded sitting on the carpeted floor of the Depaul Gym with my children, hearing them sing, for anything. Alle-llu-jia....
It made me realize my thirst to experience their prayer three times a day, my longing to have it wash deeply through my soul, carving its lovely channels in my being. And it gives me courage to take them to Taize, though the how/when is hazy.
In gratitude!
