Dominican Preaching through Word and Image
Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields…Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness. – Mary Oliver To learn more and/or register for Santa Sabina Center online retreats and offerings, please go… Continue Reading “Hello, Sun in my Face!”
Song of the Builders On a summer morning I sat down on a hillside to think about God – a worthy pastime. Near me, I saw a single cricket; it was moving the grains of the hillside this way and that way. How great… Continue Reading “Wednesday of Hope – Building Hope”
It is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in this broken world. – Mary Oliver
It is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in this broken world. – Mary Oliver
Wonder rather than doubt is the root of all knowledge. – Abraham Joshua Heschel
Another morning and I wake with thirst for the goodness I do not have. I walk out to the pond and all the way God has given us such beautiful lessons. Oh Lord, I was never a quick scholar but sulked and hunched over… Continue Reading “Thirst by Mary Oliver”
Making the House Ready for the Lord By Mary Oliver Dear Lord, I have swept and I have washed but still nothing is as shining as it should be for you. Under the sink, for example, is an uproar of mice –it is the… Continue Reading “Mary Oliver’s Wisdom”
Today’s poem from Education for Justice is by Mary Oliver. The Swan Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river? Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air – An armful of white blossoms, A perfect… Continue Reading “The Swan”
Today’s poem from Education for Justice is by Mary Oliver. Messenger My work is loving the world. Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird – equal seekers of sweetness. Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums. Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.… Continue Reading “Easter Saturday – Messenger”
Today’s Easter poem from Education for Justice is by a favorite poet of many: Mary Oliver. When Death Comes When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and… Continue Reading “Easter Monday – When Death Comes”