We Wait Patiently
I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, and in his word I put my hope.My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen wait for the morning.Psalm 130: 5-6...
View ArticleLocked from the Inside
“Jesus moves among men and women–even if it means passing through doors locked from within” Fr. William M. Joensen Many of us frequently–or continually–bolt the doors of our hearts from within, yet we...
View ArticleA Bright Sadness: And Every Stone Shall Cry
This child through David’s city Shall ride in triumph by; The palm shall strew its branches, And every stone shall cry. And every stone shall cry, Though heavy, dull, and dumb,...
View ArticleA Bright Sadness: Ephemeral Tears
Beauty, to the Japanese of old, held together the ephemeral with the sacred. Cherry blossoms are most beautiful as they fall, and that experience of appreciation lead the Japanese to consider their...
View ArticleA Bright Sadness: God’s First Fruit
Jesus,Apple of God’s eye,dangling solitaireon leafless tree,bursting red. As he dropsNew Eden dawnsand once againwe Adams choose:God’s first fruitor death.~Christine F. Nordquist “Eden Inversed” It...
View ArticleA Bright Sadness: The Everyday Moments
The sacred moments, the moments of miracle, are often the everyday moments, the moments which, if we do not look with more than our eyes or listen with more than our ears reveal only…a gardener, a...
View ArticleA Bright Sadness: Quickened
I lift mine eyes, but dimm’d with griefNo everlasting hills I see;My life is in the fallen leaf:O Jesus, quicken me. My life is like a frozen thing,No bud nor greenness can I see:Yet rise it shall–the...
View ArticleA Bright Sadness: A Box Full of Darkness
Someone I loved once gave mea box full of darkness. It took me years to understandthat this, too, was a gift.~Mary Oliver, “The Uses of Sorrow” The bright sadness of Lentis a box full of darknessgiven...
View ArticleThe Day Breaks, Shadows Flee Away
No heaven can come to us Unless our hearts find rest in it today. Take heaven. No peace lies in the future Which is not hidden in this present instant. Take peace. The gloom of the world is but a...
View ArticleAn Advent Paradox: A Miraculous Transformation
… Oh the heretics! Not to remember Bethlehem, or the star as bright as a sun, or the child born on a bed of straw! To know only of the dissolving Now! Still they drowsed on – citizens of the pure,...
View ArticleAn Advent Paradox: Very God of Very God Came Down
The Word became flesh. Ultimate Mystery born with a skull you could crush one-handed. Incarnation. It is not tame. It is not beautiful. It is uninhabitable terror. It is unthinkable darkness riven...
View ArticleAn Advent Paradox: Loose a Heart Bound By Shame
Here is the mystery, the secret, one might almost say the cunning, of the deep love of God: that it is bound to draw on to itself the hatred and pain and shame and anger and bitterness and rejection...
View ArticleAn Advent Paradox: Hints Followed By Guesses
But to apprehend The point of intersection of the timeless With time, is an occupation for the saint— No occupation either, but something given And taken, in a lifetime’s death in love, Ardour and...
View ArticleAn Advent Paradox: He Who Was Rich Became Poor
No one can celebrate a genuine Christmas without being truly poor. The self-sufficient, the proud, those who, because they have everything, look down on others, those who have no need even of God –...
View ArticleAn Advent Paradox: Power Abandoned to Powerlessness
Was there a moment, known only to God, when all the stars held their breath, when the galaxies paused in their dance for a fraction of a second, and the Word, who had called it all into being, went...
View ArticleAn Advent Paradox: Eternal Yet Not a Day Old
O child, Creator of all! How humbly you lie in the manger. You who rule powerfully in heaven! There the heaven of heavens cannot contain you; here, however, you are held in the narrowest manger....
View ArticleAn Advent Paradox: From Filth to Flowers
The poor, old stable of Christ’s old, poor country is only four rough walls, a dirty pavement, a roof of beams and slate. It is dark, reeking. The only clean thing in it is the manger where the...
View ArticleAn Advent Paradox: Kindling a Fire That Never Dies Away
(Jesus said) I have come to bring fire on the earth, and how I wish it were already kindled! Luke 12:49 Earth’s crammed with heaven, and every common bush afire with God ~Elizabeth Barrett Browning...
View ArticleAn Advent Paradox: Holding In What Cannot Be Contained
What next, she wonders, with the angel disappearing, and her room suddenly gone dark. The loneliness of her news possesses her. She ponders how to tell her mother. Still, the secret at her heart...
View ArticleAn Advent Paradox: Where God is Homeless, We’re at Home
There fared a mother driven forth Out of an inn to roam; In the place where she was homeless All men are at home. A Child in a foul stable, Where the beasts feed and foam, Only where He was homeless...
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