- Frederick Buechner, American theologian and writer
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
"Be silent, and know that I am God." That's a favorite line from the Scriptures. "Shut Up and Let Me Love You" would be the pop song. It's really what it means. If ever I needed to hear a comment, it might be that.
Bono in Conversation
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing ... not healing, not curing ... that is a friend who cares.
- Henri J.M. Nouwen, from his book Out of Solitude
Monday, March 22, 2010
For without prayer there is no faith,
without faith there is no love,
without love there is no gift of self,
without the gift of self there is not real help for people in distress.
Mother Teresa: source unknown.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Jesus is real, and so, praise God, are we. Every single thing the resurrected Jesus does on earth he does through our bodies. You're fed, you're healed, you're forgiven, you're pronounced clean. You are loved ... Go and do likewise.
- Sarah Miles, from her book Jesus Freak
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
The Magnificent Defeat
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
- Luigi Giussani, Italian Catholic priest and founder of the Communion and Liberation movement of the Catholic Church.
Photo: Traces Magazine, March 2005
David G. Benner
Surrender to Love
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Either life is always and in all circumstances sacred, or intrinsically of no account; it is inconceivable that it should be in some cases the one, and in some the other.
Something Beautiful for God
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Robert J. Schreiter
Tuesday, March 09, 2010
If we pray for our child that he may have God’s blessing, we are really promising that nothing shall be lacking on our part to be a divine blessing to him. And if we have no kind of religious relation to him (as plenty of Christian parents have none), our prayer is quite unreal, and its failure should not be a surprise.
To pray for God’s kingdom is also to engage ourselves to service and sacrifice for it. To begin our prayer with a petition for the hallowing of God’s name and to have no real and prime place for holiness in our life or faith is not sincere.
The prayer of the vindictive for forgiveness is mockery, like the prayer for daily bread from a wheat-cornerer. No such man could say the Lord’s Prayer but to his judgement.
What would happen to the Church if the Lord’s Prayer became a test for membership as thoroughly as the Creeds have been? The Lord’s Prayer is also a vow to the Lord. . .
Great worship of God is also a great engagement of ourselves, a great committal of our action. To begin the day with prayer is but a formality unless it go on in prayer, unless for the rest of it we pray in deed what we began in word. (“The Soul of Prayer,” p 27-28)
- Dorothy L. Sayers, from her book, Are Women Human?
Exclusion & Embrace
Friday, March 05, 2010
- Anne Lamott, from her book, Traveling Mercies
Anne Lamott is the author of several novels and works of non-fiction, including one of the best books on writing, called Bird by Bird. She is also an acclaimed public speaker and teacher of writing. Based in the San Francisco Bay Area, her non-fiction works are largely autobiographical, with strong doses of self-deprecating humour. Marked by their transparency, they cover such subjects as alcoholism, single motherhood, and Christianity.
Thursday, March 04, 2010
I want to keep my soul fertile for changes, so things keep getting born in me, so things keep dying when it's time for them to die. I want to keep walking away from the person I was a moment ago, because a mind was made to figure things out, not read the same page recurrently.
- Donald Miller, from his book, Through Painted Deserts
Walking on Water
Tuesday, March 02, 2010
If we, as the people of God, are called to be a peculiar people, learning to rest will be an important way of distinguishing ourselves from the culture of incessant labor that surrounds us. We will then point our neighbors to the God who is our rest.
James K.A. Smith
"Working at Rest" from The Devil Reads Derrida