… watching for the brushstrokes of God
“Those who believe they believe in God, but without passion in their hearts, without anguish of mind, without uncertainty, without doubts, and even at times without despair, believe only in the idea of God, not in God Himself.” ~ Unamuno
When are we stuck on the idea?
First, silence makes us pilgrims.
Secondly, silence guards the fire within.
Thirdly, silence teaches us to speak. ~ Henri Nouwen
What type of silence do you need most?
“…the urgency of seeing, fully aware, experiencing what is here: not what is given by men, by society, but what is given by God and hidden by (even monastic) society,” writes Merton. “… That it is absurd to inquire after my function in the world, or whether I have one, as long as I am not first of all alive and awake.” ~ Sophfronia Scott, The Seeker and the Monk
How do you see and experience what is here?
“You should utter words as though heaven were opened within them and as though you did not put the word into your mouth, but as though you had entered the word .” ~ Martin Buber
How do you enter the word?
We all wear many hats though usually not all at once. Or do we? When do you lose track which one is on your head? How is the hat you wear an expression of your soul? How does it embody your heart?
How does trauma reverberate within you and through your community five years after the Charlottesville events of August 12?
How do you recognize all the creative ways your community has pulled together to take a stance against racism?
How do you recommit yourself to continue to work toward beloved community?
~ with gratitude for the ongoing work of the Charlottesville Clergy Collective
With the Eyes of the Heart 