The new month opens her eyes here into beauty. This day of prayer for creation focuses hearts and minds, I hope, on something so fundamental and obvious: We receive this world as a primordial gift. At birth, indeed before birth, each of us becomes a stakeholder in the health and wellbeing of the planet, the… More Receive the gift given every day.
Whenever I am on Job’s Pond in the morning, my neighbor beyond the yew tree is up early and I hear the sounds of utensils and dishes; spoons hitting the edges of tables; eggs being broken open and the like. Every morning, in her 81st year, she arises and joins God in the activity of… More Something is baking.
Tonight it is different.… More There is an end. And a beginning.
Is human life a numbers game? Or is it something more?… More China, $$$, Disaster, and Hope
During the two years just before and after I was twenty I had two experiences which led to religious conversion. The first occurred when I was waiting at a bus stop on a wet afternoon. It was opposite the Odeon cinema, outside the station, and I was surrounded by people, shops, cars. A friend was… More “Travelling In,” by Monica Furlong
A real gift of this time supplying for the chapel at Amagansett is its flying in the face of our usual shared way of life. Usually we are in some measure stressed, rushed, under pressure, short-on-time, wondering how to get it all done, and add whatever other phrase might describe your like experience. Coming here,… More The Gift of Time
Fear is hard. Some live with it everyday.… More Being Afraid
Originally posted on The Inspiration Initiative:
Yesterday, I was in a funk. My body was sore and I had a headache under my eyes that wouldn’t go away. I grumpily stumbled my way downstairs to sit down with my coffee, open my laptop and almost instantaneously get bombarded with instant messages and “high priority” emails.…
Each of us on the Bishop’s staff have been asked to prepare an ‘elevator speech’ to share this morning about what our work, our ministry, our piece of the pie, is about. I have come to recognize in myself over my life a distinct tendency to see the grays, the ambiguities, the unspoken possibilities, the… More What are we about?
Could I just say that when you have the strength and capability on your own to draw in breath and release it again, you have enough to be happy?