Month: February 2015

You Must Die Before You Die

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Remain Connected

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“Whatever we do or do not do in our lives, we need always to remain connected with the rest of the Holy Saturday when Jesus lay buried in the tomb and the whole of creation waited for all things to be made new.”

~ Henri Nouwen, Walk With Jesus, Stations of the Cross

Movements of Grace

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“To be healed of resentment and move into gratitude requires me to dance — to believe again, even amid my pain, that God will orchestrate and guide my life. The mystery of the dance is that its movements are discovered in taking the steps one by one: Some slow, some quick. Some smooth, some not. If all steps on the journey are movements of grace, we can be grateful for every moment we have lived, knowing that all is grace.”

~ Henri Nouwen, Spiritual Formation

Ever hear someone remark about your “gracefulness” when you have had an accident? Maybe you make the remark yourself trying to cover up embarrassment over falling, bumping into something, etc. “I’m so graceful!”

Turns out those words and a humble smile really do allow grace into our lives. Life is full of “happy accidents” if we just allow ourselves to see them for what they are. Movements of grace.

The Climate of My Prayer

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“Our mentioning of the weather — our perfunctory observations on what kind of day it is — are perhaps not idle. Perhaps we have a deep and legitimate need to know in our entire being what the day is like, to see it and feel it, to know how the sky is grey, paler in the south, with patches of blue in the southwest, with snow on the ground, the thermometer at 18, and cold wind making your ears ache. I have a real need to know these things because I myself am part of the weather and part of the climate and part of the place, and a day in which I have not shared truly in all this is no day at all. It is certainly part of my life of prayer.”

~ Thomas Merton, Journal Entry on February 27, 1963