
Give us a song to guide our feet
as we’re marching to freedom land.
~ Common Prayer, a liturgy for ordinary radicals
What song guides your feet?

… watching for the brushstrokes of God

Give us a song to guide our feet
as we’re marching to freedom land.
~ Common Prayer, a liturgy for ordinary radicals
What song guides your feet?

“Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for. Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us.” ~ Maya Angelou
How do you detach for awhile?

The snow fell all day long; slowly and continually it covered the ground like a blanket inviting us into its silent beauty. How does it invite you to linger and rest? What practices of warmth and comfort does it draw you to?

“Whatever may be the tensions and the stresses of a particular day, there is always lurking close at hand the trailing beauty of forgotten joy or unremembered peace.” Howard Thurman
How do you pay attention to the “trailing beauty”?

When is the time for love to be born?
The inn is full on the planet earth,
And by a comet the sky is torn–
Yet Love still takes the risk of birth. ~ Madeleine L’Engle
When is the time?

“There must always be provision for the ample moment when an event takes on the character of the Sacramental, however such an event may be named in the calendar. The true significance of the event is to be found in the quality of celebration which it inspires in the heart.” ~ Howard Thurman, Meditations of the heart
How do you celebrate?