“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
What begins in patriotism often ends in war. And the recipe for moral blindness begins with cups of boastful cliches. Perhaps this more than anything is why I find it difficult to celebrate the 4th of July. So I was relieved today to encounter this poem by ee cummings, written in 1926 but just as … More Next to of course God America
Too often I have cut my dreams to the size of the prevailing pattern. The daily voices I hear say be practical. Do what others in your position do. Don’t ask too much of busy people. Don’t buck the system or take risks. A recent breakfast talk by Episcopal Bishop Michael Curry was an inspiring … More Stand Up and Witness to God’s Dream
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.
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.