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Gentle God

Gentle God God is breathing gently, God never hurries, Is never anxious or pressing, God just waits, Breathing gently upon us With great tenderness Until we look to God – And, knowingly, Nod. – Edwina Gateley, from I Hear a Seed Growing

What Kind of Life Shall I Lead?

Lead a listening life. Order your outward life so that nothing drowns out the listening. – Thomas Kelly, A Testament of Devotion

What is Prayer?

Prayer is not doing, but being. It is not words but the beyond-words experience of coming into the presence of something much greater than oneself. It is an invitation to recognize holiness, and to utter simple words–“Holy, Holy, Holy”–in response. Attentiveness is all; I… Continue Reading “What is Prayer?”

Where Do You Find Peace?

The Peace of the Wild Things When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood… Continue Reading “Where Do You Find Peace?”

A Reason to Hope

The future belongs to those who give the next generation reason for hope. – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

Weekly Photo Challenge: Color

Sunrise or sunset. Some of the best colors ever!

The Garments of God

Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by Jessica Powers. The Garments of God God sits on a chair of darkness in my soul. He is God alone, supreme in His majesty. I sit at his feet, a child in the dark beside… Continue Reading “The Garments of God”

Christ Has No Body

Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by St. Teresa of Avila (1515-1582). I am familiar with the poem and have always thought of it as the Prayer of St. Teresa. Christ Has No Body Christ has no body but yours, No hands,… Continue Reading “Christ Has No Body”

The Peace of Wild Things

Today’s Lenten poem from Education for Justice is by Wendell Berry. The Peace of Wild Things When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives… Continue Reading “The Peace of Wild Things”

More on Being a Blessing

The more alert we become to the blessing that flows into us through everything we touch, the more our own touch will bring blessing. – David Steindl-Rast