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renovation of the mind

renovation of the mind

New Beginnings? I said in my last post that new beginnings are here to stay and that I feel like a beginner again. I suppose I need to explain a little of what I mean. One of the things I was alluding to is just that I love to learn and I'm usually absorbed in some...

under the cover of beauty

under the cover of beauty

New beginnings are here to stay. Beauty carries truth to the core of our being and remains there, long after mere information might have dissipated. I was reading a book recently and in it I came across the thought that we should treasure the state of having the mind...

when ordinary life feels like prayer

when ordinary life feels like prayer

My life is a remarkably ordinary life  I imagine you might say your life is too. But what is it that you love to do? Something you know as truly yours, even if it is an activity which seems unimportant to anyone else, you know the value you put on it. Have you ever...

when our prayers seem empty

when our prayers seem empty

 Most of us know those times when our prayers are little more than sighs Deep heart-aching sighs perhaps—but are they no more than a breath of emptiness? Scripture shows us when we don’t know what to pray, when we have no words, the Spirit will do “our praying in us...

we all need our mighty men …

we all need our mighty men …

We all need our 'mighty men' ... David had his mighty men. All sorts of ne'er-do-wells who'd heard rumours of him and decided here was someone they wanted to follow, therefore, follow they did. I can only imagine what it must have felt like for David to have this...

holy spirit as “she”?

holy spirit as “she”?

I find my heart thrills just a little when someone is brave enough to refer to the Holy Spirit as She.
I know gender is only emphatic when we refer to Jesus, after all he was a man, flesh and blood, no doubt about that. But Papa God, although he is mostly seen as Father, is also referred to as a mother, oh goodness, how tender those moments.

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My faith started off in a place of wonder. But for years I got bogged down in the pursuit of simple answers. I think it was the discovery of contemplative practices that finally began to open my eyes again to wonder.

Sometimes the bible is like a Rorschach test: our interpretation of the text reveals more about ourselves than about God - @BrianZahnd

Someone asked this about the Ash Wednesday reminder that we are dust:

"Are you body or soul/spirit?

My reply:

I'm both. I'm a synthesis of the dust of the earth and the breath of God. I'm soil with a soul. I'm human from the humus. As the risen Jesus said, "I am not a ghost."

Faith often requires one to embrace the paradox and set one's tent in the land of the not-knowing.

"What we are unable to grasp is more real than what we are able to grasp..."

Simone Weil

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