My Very Little Faith

1. As it turns out I have A Very Little Faith. Perhaps I am a product of my human father who believed personal greatness was achieved through his tenacious hard work. Having a false humility, showing off A Very Big Faith, I saw that it was one that didn’t fundamentally change his character. Not really. This…

My Spiritual Eyes are Stinging

From listening to a QIdeas talk with Eugene Peterson on the Sabbath. I must stop trying to be God.   Which means also stop trying to prove myself.  Stop with the interminable, frantic burden of finding my place in the world.  Yes, there is a dignity to work – any kind of work—even house work….

On Paying Attention

At times like these. When I am feeling so poignantly this illness depression, which is chronic and confusing and feels a lot like failure, at times like these  … I have learned to wait and pay attention.  Taste the bitter in this moment.    And see what God intends. Henri Nouwen says of this patience: “The word patience comes from…

Miscellany that Bewilder Me

Midnight. Last night, my ten year old son said he wanted to stay up until midnight — insisting that he had to do it. — But why? I asked slightly bewildered. “If I do, I will have not cracked my knuckles for a whole day!” he told me in all seriousness.  He has a nervous…

Do you have Soul Wounds?

It is a beautiful thought, my children, that we have a sacrament that heals the wounds of our souls! – Saint John Vianney Do you  have soul wounds? For me this depends on day-to-day realities.  It is a discipline (see Nouwen on discipline below) not to allow things like bitterness, anger, envy, or conceit to…