Flight and Arrival

“In one sense we are always traveling, Traveling as if we did not know where we were going. In another sense we have already arrived. We cannot arrive at the perfect possession of God in this life: That is why we are traveling and in darkness. But we already possess God by grace. Therefore, in … More Flight and Arrival

Teach Me

Tattered red leaf, teach me to fall with grace. A leaf has no need for great works. Teach me to lie colored side praising sky and return to Mother Earth.

Small Places

Restless at heart, I scuff through brown oak leaves, sad about possibilities closed at midlife. Ninety miles south, the same river flows, the same wind blows. I know – I must learn to stay in small places with a big heart open to God.