My deepest desire and most longing want is to see the face of Jesus Christ. Based on one of the Beatitudes, my daily prayer is for God to purify my heart so that I may see Him, see Him in others, and for others to see Him in me. I often think or imagine or […]
Silence asserts not. It is simple nothingness Around every sound. Like God, silence waits To be heard among the thoughts. It never changes. Not to soothe with balm, Silence calls to stimulate, To notice no-thing. The song of silence Teaches one to listen, and Imbues with Presence.
I’ve been working on a new website. I can’t seem to let go of my habit of collecting quotes. My little egoic self feels the need to collect them, as if they are something for it to hold on, to make itself feel more real or tangible. My true self knows that they are just […]
One day, Jesus said to his disciples, “The Kingdom of Heaven is like y = 3x2 + 8x – 9.” A man who had just joined the disciples looked very confused and asked Peter, “What on earth does he mean by that?” Peter smiled. “Don’t worry. It’s just another one of his parabolas.”
A bird was flying south for the winter. Cold and hungry, the bird found refuge in a barn on a farm. His wings were nearly frozen stiff with icicles. The bird thought to himself, “I am dead for sure.” A cow in the barn came by, sniffed around and unloaded a big, stinky cow pie […]
Only in love can I find You, my God. In love, the gates of my soul spring open, allowing me to breath a new air of freedom and forget my own petty self. In love, my whole being streams forth out of the rigid confines of narrowness and anxious self-assertion, which make me a prisoner […]
I am standing on the cusp of a low hill. I can see my goal across the way on top a very distant hill. The path below through the valley is obscured. I can see no clear way to proceed. How to get there from here? I know I must press forward to the next […]
Alone in God my soul waits, silent. My help is from Him. Alone in God rest, my soul, in silence. My hope is from Him. He alone is my rock, my safety; I shall not be shaken. — Psalm 62:2,6-7 (from Abbey of Gethsemani)
Mother Teresa said, “I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God who is sending a love letter to the world.” Unfortunately my pencil lead keeps breaking.
At the end of the movie Forrest Gump, Forrest, a man of limited “smarts”, laments the answer to a question that has bothered philosophers and theologians from ancient times. I don’t know if we each have a destiny, or if we’re all just floating accidental like on a breeze, but I think maybe it’s both. […]