There is so much that surrounds us: memories, the hopes and wishes of those people who love us, our dreams, God, angels, and a billion other lingering’s, and the invisible of God – Father, Son and Holy Spirit…. They are with us – as simple as those childhood pictures – of us walking through the woods – crossing a bridge – with our angels.
October2,2021
Thought
for the Day
“Nobody’s
perfect. We’re all just one step up from the beast and one step down from the
angels.”
Jeannette Wells
Friday, October 1, 2021
October 1, 2021
OCTOBER
Wonderful month. It’s either Spring or Fall all around the world – the in-between month – cool – but not too hot – warm – but not too cold. I’ll enjoy it – this time – in between the birds coming or going – with leaves dying or budding, death and resurrection – all around the world.
Nobody has “Discomfort” as their middle name – but that’s just what they are - when they walk into a room. They are like a noisy shoe or a cold cup of coffee – just not what you want - first thing in the morning - or late at night. If they are lucky enough to realize how they are – some can change – and become like seeing home after a long trip.
“An
invasion of armies can be resisted, but not an idea whose time has come.”
Victor Hugo
Wednesday, September 29, 2021
ANGELS
[Using today’s two readings – one from Daniel – the gospel from John – on this feast of the three angels – Michael, Gabriel and Raphael – let me engage you with a tiny bit of imagination.] When we die, will we see thousands and thousands and thousands of angels surrounding those who have just died – those who have died from Covid and from accidents – from all the mysteriousways life here ends – unique to each of us? Will we find ourselves becoming one with vast clouds and crowds – of those who have gone before us flying forward to meeting God – the Ancient One on his throne in the next phase of life – His clothing bright as snow, and the hair on his head as white as wool; His throne flames of fire, with wheels of burning fire – ministered by angels – messengers - angels- flocks of
them – like birds – like birds – flying over an autumn corn fields – angels guiding and guarding us –
Michael, Gabriel,
Raphael – as well as our guardian angel – with a unique smile on his face - winging us to eternal life? Our mind – excited – however minds
make it into eternity
– wondering what’s next – and hopefully like Nathanael under the fig tree – we’ll hear Jesus say, “You will see greater things than this.” “You will see heaven opened and the angels of God ascending and descending on the Son of Man.” “Wooooooooh!”
September 29, 2021
YOU GOTTA LAUGH
Sometimes you gotta laugh, especially when things go wrong. Sometimes how we handle mix-ups shows what we’re made of. Sometimes that’s the bigger message than the one we planned on. Sometimes that’s the message everyone remembers – so laugh: it’s much more fun.
“Success
is often the result of taking a misstep in the right direction.”
Al Bernstein
Tuesday, September 28, 2021
September 28, 2021
WITH AWE
There are many things to pause for a moment with – like before doing: opening up a can of paint before painting a room, tasting a cold glass of water with ice cubes, showing your kid how to “walk the dog” with a yo yo, flying a kite with your daughter, going on your first plane flight, hearing the pouring of cold ginger ale into a tall glass – on a hot day, and many more. There are many more moments like that …. Don't miss them ….
“Last
night I spent an hour in the dark transept of St. Patrick’s Cathedral where I
go now and then in my more lonely moods. An old argument with me is that the
true religious force in the world is not the church but the world itself: the
mysterious callings of Nature and our responses. What incessant murmurs fill that
ever-laboring tireless church!But to-day
in my walk I thought that after all there is no conflict but rather a contrast.
In the cathedral I felt one presence; on the highway I felt another.Two different deities presented themselves:
and, though I have only cloudy visions of either, yet I now feel the
distinction between them.The priest in
me worshipped one God at one shrine; the poet another God at another shrine.
The priest worshipped Mercy and Love; the poet, Beauty and Might.In the shadows of the church I could hear the
prayers of men and women;in the shadows
of the trees nothing human mingled with Divinity.As I sat dreaming with the Congregation I
felt how the glittering altar worked on my senses stimulating and consoling
them; and as I went tramping through the fields and woods I beheld every leaf
and blade of grass revealing or rather betokening the Invisible.”
Wallace Stevens, Journal
Sunday, September 26, 2021
September 26, 2021
WHENEVER
I enjoy who I am, therefore I enjoy wherever I am, whenever I am. How about you? Do you like who you are, wherever you are? If not, sit down and I’ll listen.
“The
almost religious reverence for wood is, fortunately for us, among the many
traditions that have stood the test of time.
A tree, like other natural phenomena, is believed to possess a spirit,
and a carpenter, when he cuts down a
tree, incurs a moral debt. One of the
themes that runs throughout Japanese culture is the belief that nature exacts
from man a price for coexistence. A carpenter must put a tree to uses that
assure its continued existence,
preferably as a thing of beauty to be treasured for centuries. There is a prayer that Nishioka recites
before laying a saw to a standing tree.
It goes in part, “I vow to commit
no act that will extinguish the life of this tree.”