Living in the now…
The photo captures a moment, one laden with beauty and significance. How can we better live the moments of our life? …
The photo captures a moment, one laden with beauty and significance. How can we better live the moments of our life? …
Homily for the 24th Sunday:
If you don’t forgive, it is like handing yourself over to the torturers and sentencing yourself to prison. I call this place the Prison of Unforgiveness …
It’s mid-September and I haven’t seen the beaver in a long while. I actually miss him. These feelings of longing remind me of my other lost friendships, not with critters but with people. The pandemic has completely restructured my ‘habitat’. One day I am out doing a lot of fruitful foraging, and then the next I find I have no safe, familiar place to return. …
What do you do if someone sins against you? You don’t ‘vent’. You don’t gossip. You don’t rant. And you definitely don’t post it on Facebook! In the words of Jesus, “If your brother sins against you, go and tell him his fault between you and him alone.” …
With all of the Covid protocols, we have lost these ‘networking’ and communal activities, which directly or indirectly guide our personal growth – even those that are unpleasant and a little challenging at times. …
On my walk back from the dock one morning, I saw a bright orange mushroom shaped like a tiny ballistic missal emerging from the ground. I took a picture. The next morning, I saw the same mushroom only it had opened into full flower – an amazing transformation from one morning to the next …
And behold, a Canaanite woman of that district came and called out, “Have pity on me, Lord, Son of David! My daughter is tormented by a demon.” Mt 15:21-28
There are a lot of similarities between the Canaanite woman and what we’re going through today. …
The turtle sees both the things above and the things below. Look with the eyes of the turtle (not the catfish) …
One of my employees came into my office for a meeting. I started the conversation by asking, “How are things going?” I was expecting her to answer “Fine.” Instead, she replied, “I feel like I am drowning …
A few days after we brought Mack Swinney home, I took him down to the dock to join me in morning prayer. All of our previous dogs have been my loyal prayer partners. I wanted him to become part of this the venerable tradition. When I looked up from my prayer book, I noticed Mack had locked-on a half-dozen baby geese swimming by the dock …