Friday, December 22, 2006
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
to sum it up

scared have faith trying rain smoke sip tremble rage grind
burst fall collapse shit scramble wait nail bitten pray
wait answer not yet cry alone not quite run stay
help sleep life long tapping foot shaky hand doctors
god rest can’t pace creak sounds magnify home
family love hands held wait answers questions
no answers fight pain salvation relief focus
walk thoughts wild joy weak emotion overload weep
knees worship sing ask healing smoke cough breath gasp what
wake rise sun beautiful bed she’s gorgeous love
companion apart no keep save need desire now
unknown wait
Monday, November 27, 2006
o god, help us
The Hunter with his dogs pursues his circuit.
O perpetual revolution of configured stars,
O perpetual recurrence of determined seasons,
O world of spring and autumn, birth and dying!
The endless cycle of endless experiment,
Brings knowledge of motion, but not of stillness;
Knowledge of words, and ignorance of the Word.
All our knowledge brings us nearer to our ignorance,
All our ignorance brings us nearer to death,
But nearness to death no nearer to God.
Where is the Life we have lost in living?
Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?
Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
The cycles of Heaven in twenty centuries
Bring us further from God and nearer to the Dust.
***
Remember the faith that took men from home
At the call of a wandering preacher.
Our age is an age of moderate virtue
And of moderate vice
When men will not lay down the Cross
Because they will never assume it.
Yet nothing is impossible, nothing,
To men of faith and conviction.
Let us therefore make perfect our will.
O God, help us.
T.S. Eliot
The Rock
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
not quite there yet
There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations--these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit--immortal horrors or everlasting splendours. This does not mean that we are to be perpetually solemn. We must play. But our merriment must be of the kind (and it is, in fact, the merriest kind) which exists between people who have, from the outset, taken each other seriously--no flippancy, no superiority, no presumption. And our charity must be real and costly love, with deep feeling for the sins in spite of which we love the sinners--no mere tolerance, or indulgence which parodies love as flippancy parodies merriment. Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses. If he is your Christian neighbour, he is holy in almost the same way, for in him also Christ vere latitat, the glorifier and the glorified, Glory Himself, is truly hidden.
Monday, November 20, 2006
a vision of glory
Not now, but in the coming years,
It may be in the better land,
We'll read the meaning of our tears;
Up there, up there, we'll understand.
Then trust in God through all thy days;
Fear not, for He doth hold thy hand.
Though dark thy ways still sing and praise;
Sometime, up there, we'll understand.
~Rev. A. Sims
Thursday, November 16, 2006
for guidance
light riseth up in darkness for the godly: Grant us, in all
our doubts and uncertainties, the grace to ask what thou
wouldest have us to do, that the Spirit of wisdom may see
us from all false choices, and that in thy light we may see
light, and in thy straight path may not stumble; through
Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
~the book of common prayer, thanksgivings and prayers #58
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
disclaimer
I'm now at a point where I need to make a choice. Do I continue to auto-pilot my way through my career and my life or do I press reset and come back to what was essential and is still important to me. This is now, I hope for growth and wisdom later.
