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Homeless Art

The artist’s work is homeless in the deepest sense even though it is also real work alongside scholarship and church and state. Art does not come within the sphere of our work as creatures or our work as sinners saved by grace. As pure play it relates to redemption. Hence it is at root a …

Mühlenstraße

“Why spend money on what is not bread, and your labor on what does not satisfy?” Isaiah 55:2 300 km of bike trails with 43 wind, water and horse mills make this region in Germany unique. The mills are in operation from April to October serving oven-warm butter cake to the creaking and rustling of …

Ending movement

“It is good to make an end of movement, to come to a point of rest, a place of pause. There is some strange magic in activity, in keeping at it, in continuing to be involved in many things that excite the mind and keep the hours swiftly passing. But it is a deadly magic; …

Bald eagles

On retreat last week, we watched three bald eagles with their amazing wingspan soaring, gliding and reigning supreme – a mother and her two young ones, their heads still brown. Soaring like eagles Gliding above earth and sky Vision far beyond How do you capture beauty?

That is the time

“That is precisely the time when artists go to work — not when everything is fine, but in times of dread… We speak, we write, we do language. That is how civilizations heal. I know the world is bruised and bleeding, and though it is important not to ignore its pain, it is also critical …

Joy unspeakable

Joy unspeakable is not silent it moans, hums, and bends to the rhythm of a dancing universe. It is a fractal of transcendent hope, a hologram of God’s heart a black hole of unknowing. ~ Barbara A. Holmes What is joy unspeakable for you?

Contemplation

Contemplation is sustained sympathetic, reverent attention. It is what occurs when we take time to dwell. ~ Ronald L. Grimes When do you dwell?

Perspective

“All life has emptiness at its core; it is the quiet hollow reed through which the wind of God blows and makes the music that is our life.” ~ Wayne Muller What music emerges from you?

Ghost Hunters

“If the Ghost Hunters snuck up behind me as I was trying to write, they might see a universe of slave liberators, political agitators, Baptist preachers, exuberant orators, beloved writers and incomparable musicians – so many musicians – arrayed around me all in chorus, urging and cajoling and daring me to somehow dig a little …

Sediment

“I want to touch you deeply, beneath the surface where our real stories lie. Touch you where the fragments of our being are, where the sediment of things that shaped us forms the verdant delta of our human story” ~ Richard Wagamese What sediment do you find?

Gently

Broken, we kneel; humbled, we cry: help, Jesus! Raise us gently on high. Book of Common Prayer

Stay seated

when Rosa Parks refused to give up her seat on a bus in Montgomery, Alabama, in 1955, “Her silent defiance spoke for a whole people.” (Brian Lanker) … Regardless of how long she ruminated on her decision to resist, it was done with careful and precise thought. Her transformative act of justice was instituted without …

Opening

Let there be an opening into the quiet that lies beneath the chaos, where you find the peace you did not think possible and see what shimmers within the storm. ~ Jan Richardson, Blessing in the chaos Where is the opening for you?

When day comes

When day comes, we step out of the shade, Aflame and unafraid. The new dawn blooms as we free it, For there is always light, If only we’re brave enough to see it, If only we’re brave enough to be it. ~ Amanda Gorman

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