Where does your faith come from?

I suppose mine came originally from going to church and sunday school from a very young age at the request of my parents. Typically I rebelled against this in my late teens - being sure of myself and not wanting anything to do with something as staid.
During the intervening years certain aspects of the past came to the fore and my views on organised religion hardened as I could perceive more of the hurt that was done in the name of religion than the good that was being done.
I don't think I ever lost a feeling of spirituality, I just think I channeled it through other things like my love of the moors and mountains of this country and the feeling of oneness and unity that I got from being out there. There was always something there.
This is part of what allowed me to see God in this, that and a hymn, "How Great Thou Art", which speaks movingly of the mountains and forests and how God is in them all. This allowed me to believe again and to see God in them and to feel my faith again.
This is the version I heard that allowed my to feel this again, a wonderful hymn with a true sense of appeal to those of  us who love the great outdoors and all it means to us

The calming silence

Tonight was a good night - why? Because outide the world is covered with a blanket of snow and taking my four legged friend for a walk was a real pleasure since all we could here was out respective breaths and the crunch of feet and paws on the snow.

The other thing that stuck me was how bright the snow filled nights are, the darkness seems to pale back and many things become more clearly seen.

A good night too to sit and read, I am currently reading "Anam Cara" by John O'Donohue and feel lifted by the words I read into a timeless place.

I also have his poetry collection, "Conemara Blues" to hand on my Kindle and together with a couple of drams of Jura Superstition I can feel what he calls the Other, calling to me.

Calming and soothing words and a stillness of the soul to hear and feel the nearness of the Eternal.

Peace

May the peace of the Lord be with you all this night as I feel it is with me now.

Some People!

“There are two kinds of people: those who say to God, "Thy will be done," and those to whom God says, "All right, then, have it your way” - C S Lewis

Approaching Lent

As sort of a follow up to the last post I wrote I want to pose this question which I found myself pondering in when I was on my latest walk. Whilst out walking and just turning things over in my mind, I found myself thinking about Lent. No particular reason triggered this but for some reason I find myself looking forward to Lent this year. I find ths a bit strange, looking forward to Easter I can understand, but not necessarily Lent unless it is the anticipation of Easter.

Would anyone care to come back to me with ideas as to why this might be?