Tag: nature

What Is More Important than Life?

Sometimes we behave as though there was something more important than life. But what? – Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Morning, a Sign of God’s Compassion

Whatever God does, the first outburst is always compassion. – Meister Eckhart

Weekly Photo Challenge: Up

I wanted to find a quote for “Up”, this week’s photo challenge before the week got away, and one came via email from: inward/outward: A Project of the Church of the Savior. To pray is to take notice of the wonder, to regain a… Continue Reading “Weekly Photo Challenge: Up”

Astonishingly Beautiful

To  be astonished is one of the surest ways of not growing old too quickly. -Sidonie-Gabrielle Colette, Quoted in Age Doesn’t Matter Unless You’re Cheese, by Kathryn and Ross Petras

Expect Hope

Expect to have hope rekindled. Expect your prayers to be answered in wondrous ways. The dry seasons in life do not last. The spring rains will come again. – Sarah Ban Breathnach

Looking for Hope

Be still, and the world is bound to turn herself inside out to entertain you. Everywhere you look, joyful noise is clanging to drown out quiet desperation. – Barbara Kingslover, High Tide in Tucson

In Times of Darkness, Let Us Make Hope

It seems that there is no end to the evil that confronts us. We need hope to face each day. I found this peace of wisdom from the artist Corita Kent. And I’m sure that when she said/wrote it, it was in beautiful colors… Continue Reading “In Times of Darkness, Let Us Make Hope”

The Wonders Around Us

Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don’t claim them. Feel the artistry moving through and be silent. – Jalaluddin Rumi

The Grace of a Crocus

 A single crocus blossom ought to be enough to convince our heart that springtime, no matter how predictable, is somehow a gift, gratuitous, gratis, a grace. – David Steindl-Rast, Gratefulness, the Heart of Prayer

Ten Years Later

Today’s Easter Poem from Education for Justice is by David Whyte. Ten Years Later When the mind is clear and the surface of the now still, now swaying water slaps against the rolling kayak, I find myself near darkness, paddling again to yellow Island.… Continue Reading “Ten Years Later”