Dominican Preaching through Word and Image
Courage comes from the French word, Coeur, which means “heart.” In order to travel from clinging to letting go, we have to “take heart.” The heart is the seat of the will. This is the place God awakens,’ the place where the gentle uprooting… Continue Reading “Wednesday of Hope – Take Heart”
life is a garden, not a road we enter and exit through the same gate wandering, where we go matters less than what we notice – Bokonon
Surrender The boat I travel in is called Surrender. My two oars are instant forgiveness and gratitude—complete gratitude for the gift of life. I am thankful for the experience of this life, for the opportunity to dance. I get angry, I get mad, but… Continue Reading “Surrender”
Hope Hope is with you when you believe The earth is not a dream but living flesh, That sight, touch, and hearing do not lie, That all things you have ever seen here Are like a garden looked at from a gate. You cannot… Continue Reading “Wednesday of Hope – Hope is with You”
It is good for a person to receive God Into himself or herself And I call this receptivity the work of a virgin. But it is better When God becomes fruitful within a person. For becoming fruitful as a result of a gift… Continue Reading “Christmas Eve – Receiving God”
When despair for the world grows in me, And I wake in the night in fear . . . I go and lie down where the wood drake Rests in beauty on the water, And the great heron feeds. I come into the peace… Continue Reading “Wednesday of Hope – Wendell Berry’s Wisdom”
Because we spill not only milk Knocking it over with an elbow When we reach to wipe a small face But also spill seed on soil we thought was fertile but isn’t, And also spill whole lives, and only later see in fading light… Continue Reading “Wednesday of Hope – Saving Hope”
Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night. Sarah Williams from “The Old Astronomer to His Pupil” in Best Loved Poems of the American People
Annunciation by Marie Howe Even if I don’t see it again—nor ever feel it I know it is—and that if once it hailed me it ever does— And so it is myself I want to turn in that direction not as towards a place,… Continue Reading “We Celebrate the Feast of the Annunciation”