Dominican Preaching through Word and Image
I love Wendell Berry’s poetry, so I was delighted to find this in the Advent collection on Education for Justice. The river takes the land, and leaves nothing. Where the great slip gave way in the bank and an acre disappeared, all human plans… Continue Reading “The Slip”
To live, we must daily break the body and shed the blood of creation. When we do it knowingly, lovingly, skillfully, reverently, it is a sacrament. When we do it ignorantly, greedily, destructively, it is a desecration. – Wendell Berry, The Gift of Good… Continue Reading “Another Favorite Poet: Wendell Berry”
In the dark of the moon, in flying snow, in the dead of winter, war spreading, families dying, the world in danger, I walk the rocky hillside, throwing clover. – Wendell Barry “February 2, 1968” from The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry I believe… Continue Reading “Thoughts on Hope – 3”
If what we need is here within creation, this does not mean that the presence of God will suddenly become obvious to us. As we have already seen, though God is in all things and underpins them as their animating source and destiny, at… Continue Reading “Finding God Everywhere and Nowhere”
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?”
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”
I love the poetry of Wendell Barry; he is a man of hope. The care of the Earth is our most ancient and most worthy, and after all our most pleasing responsibility. To cherish what remains of it and to foster its renewal is… Continue Reading “Weekly Photo Challenge: Renewal”
To live, we must daily break the body and shed the blood of creation. When we do it knowingly, lovingly, skillfully, reverently, it is a sacrament. When we do it ignorantly, greedily, destructively, it is a desecration. – Wendell Berry