July 2011
1 post
Look outside the window and see all the kinds of alive you can be…be still, be light. (The Weepies)
June 2011
1 post
Rank on rank the host of heaven spreads its vanguard on the way,
as the Light of Light descendeth from the realms of endless day,
that the powers of hell may vanish as the darkness clears away.
November 2010
1 post
He had been cruel and unjust in the afternoon. She was a fine woman, marvelous...
– Ernest Hemingway, The Snows of Kilimanjaro
August 2010
1 post
FLOWER in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies,
I hold you...
– Alfred, Lord Tennyson
May 2010
1 post
The daisy makes a skylark of every heart.
– Walter de la Mare
April 2010
15 posts
When we weren’t looking holiness broke through like a rainbow.
– Madeleine L’Engle
Every Christian community must realize that not only do the weak need the...
– Bonhoeffer
But never mind.
My house
My lovely shining
fragile broken house
is filled...
– Madeleine L’Engle
I partake of light; I participate also in glory, and my face shines, as does...
– St. Symeon, the New Theologian
I beg you, who are so pugnacious in everything else, fight against yourself,...
Come, Jesus, come. My body is weary, my strength wanes more and more, I long for...
– translation of Komm, Jesu, Komm
O Jesus my Savior, my song in the night, Come to us with Thy tender love, my...
My dear friend, it is high time that you cease relying on and pursuing your own...
If you are sorrowful, pray, for the Lord taketh pleasure…and—this is...
– Martin Luther
Lay me down gently, lay me down low, I fear I am broken and won’t mend, I know. One thing I ask when the stars light the skies, Who now will sing me lullabies, Oh who now will sing me lullabies. In this big world I’m lonely, for I am but small, Oh angels in heaven, don’t you care for me at all? You heard my heart breaking for it rang through the skies, So why don’t you sing...
I long for scenes where man has never trod;
A place where woman never...
– John Clare
Don’t you wait until tomorrow to find your soul
Faint reminders still...
– Future of Forestry
I’m searching the stars
In desperate hours
Bound to find meaning
God...
– Future of Forestry, Speak to Me Gently
Thrush song, stream song, holy love
That flows through earthly forms and folds,
The song of Heaven’s Sabbath fleshed
In throat and ear, in stream and stone,
A grace living here as we live,
Move my mind now to that which holds
Things as they change.
The warmth has come.
The doors have opened. Flower and song
Embroider ground and air, lead me
Beside the healing field that...
The pasture, bleached and cold two weeks ago, begins to grow in the spring light...
– Wendell Berry
March 2010
38 posts
Christ’s love sees us with terrible clarity and sees us whole....
– Frederick Buechner
To Mrs. John Luther, May 20, 1531
Should any thought of sin or death frighten us, let us lift up our hearts and say: ‘Behold, dear soul, what are you doing ? Dear death, dear sin, how is that that you are alive and terrify me? Do you not know that you have been overcome? Do you, death, not know that you are quite dead? Do you now know the one who has said of you, ‘I have overcome the world’? It does not...
Shortly before Catherine’s death she told her goddaughter:...
– St. Catherine of Genoa
About suffering they were never wrong,
The Old Masters; how well, they...
– Musee des Beaux Arts, W.H. Auden
…but now I am aware of the silence, and your affection, and the delicate...
– Jane Kenyon
Things: simply lasting, then failing to last: water, a blue heron’s eye,...
– Jane Kenyon
Searching for God is the first thing and the last, but in between such trouble,...
– Jane Kenyon
I beg the healing to start, layer upon layer, until I’m so scabbed over no...
– Thom Satterlee
It is sought whether vision and light conspire to make real the longings of a...
– Thom Satterlee
De profundis clamavi ad te. Domine; Domine, exaudi vocem meam.
(Out of the...
– Psalm 130
Or rather, rather then, stealing as Spring through him, melt him but master him...
For I greet him the days I meet him, and bless when I understand.
And fled with a fling of the heart to the heart of the Host,.. to flash from the...
Shape nothing, lips; be lovely-dumb: 5
It is the shut, the curfew...
– Hopkins
What could be more mystical or magical than ordinary daylight coming in through...
– G.K. Chesterton
I had grasped God’s garment in the void but my hand slipped on the rich...
– Denise Levertov
Sing of the flowers that bloom and fade without regret.
Strike in the chords...
– Rabindranath Tagore
For sometimes the agony of desolation is so great and at the same time the...
– Mother Teresa
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Perhaps it is no wonder that the women were first at the Cradle and last at the Cross. They had never known a man like this Man … A prophet and teacher who never nagged at them, never flattered or coaxed or patronised … who rebuked without querulousness and praised without condescension; who took their questions and arguments seriously; who never mapped out their sphere for them, never...
O Iesu dulcis, O Iesu pie, O Iesu, fili Mariae.
Miserere mei. Amen.
I don’t want my own guilt and Satan’s whisperings to turn my eyes from the...
Pecca fortiter, sed fortius fide et gaude in Christo. (Sin bravely (boldly), but...
No believer ever lives alone or dies alone, but is protected and borne by the...
– Luther
I want to keep my soul fertile for changes, so things keep getting born in me,...
– Donald Miller