Essays
Deep Confession and the Sacred Messiness of Life
I serve a God who hides. There are times when regardless of my rituals or disciplines, the Father will not reveal himself.
I serve a God who hides. There are times when regardless of my rituals or disciplines, the Father will not reveal himself.
Being trapped for years Before I was even aware of my condition I need a song now and then To help me remember How long my deepest aches and ambitions Were held ransom To some hand me down story Of lack and loss Only needing to hear A trace of Read more…
When faith is only an adherence to a set of propositions our once ”living beliefs” will grow cold and perfunctory.
s been said that thoughts are the ultimate pilgrims.
I have spent my entire life pursuing this desire for more than what is. –
Thomas Moore The Soul’s Religion
In a very real sense not one of us is qualified, but it seems that God continually chooses the most unqualified to do his work…
I am always moved into an acute sense of extreme sorrow when a friend calls or writes and shares the injustice of this journey.
Faith is not the clinging to a shrine but an endless pilgrimage of the heart. – Abraham Joshua Heschel