Tuesday, October 10, 2017


 My son posted this on his blog yesterday, had to share it. 

St. Cyril of Jerusalem (4th Century)

  “And why did He call the grace of the Spirit water? Because by water all things subsist; because water brings forth grass and living things; because the water of the showers comes down from heaven; because it comes down one in form, but works in many forms. For one fountain waters the whole of Paradise, and one and the same rain comes down upon all the world, yet it becomes white in the lily, and red in the rose, and purple in violets and hyacinths, and different and varied in each several kind: so it is one in the palm-tree, and another in the vine, and all in all things; and yet is one in nature, not diverse from itself; for the rain does not change itself, and come down first as one thing, then as another, but adapting itself to the constitution of each thing which receives it, it becomes to each what is suitable. “


Sunday, October 08, 2017


I spent some time yesterday perusing Dorothea Lang's historical photos. She truly was a master. 


Friday, October 06, 2017


  "It is the great principle and mystery of all Providence: that to reach the upper light, we must follow blind affections; and to realize the lower kind of good, we must forget it. The astronomer, in search of a   missing star, looks away from the field in which it lies, and by side-light it steals into his eye: and thus the Christian, with vision directly fixed on one region, seizes the brilliants of another. While we are intent on divine things, God accomplishes the human." Martineau.  


Wednesday, October 04, 2017


  "Just a few years ago I realized friendship is not a remedy for loneliness. Loneliness is a part of our experience. And if we're looking for relief from loneliness in friendship, we're only going to frustrate that friendship -- that friendship, camaraderie, intimacy, all those things and loneliness live together in the same experience." Rich Mullins.


  "The man who fears to be alone will never be anything but lonely, no matter how much he may surround himself with people. But the man who learns, in solitude and recollection, to be at peace with his own loneliness, and to prefer its reality to the illusion of merely natural companionship, comes to know the invisible companionship of God." Thomas Merton.

Tuesday, October 03, 2017


  "Most people, when they have discovered their own unreality, and suspected their miserable delusions, continue in them all the same; and feel like one who undergoes a shipwreck in a dream, and sees the firm land close by, yet can put forth neither hand nor foot to reach it. Strange that, of all possible tasks, simply to be what we are, should prove, not the easiest, but infinitely the hardest! It is the saddest evidence, if not of a  "fallen," yet of an abused and sin-beclouded nature, that to revert to our primitive faith, to come to ingenuous (naive, innocent, simple, childlike) terms with our genuine love, and live out of the hearty kernel of our being, is at once the nearest and the rarest of attainments. Needing only quiet surrender and brining only heavenly peace, it is evaded by incessant efforts and postponed for a corroding misery.

But wherever this pure grace of simplicity exists, it has for men a secret and irresistible charm. They recognize in it the traces of God's immediate presence, -- the conditions of his inspiration, -- the light from him which they too have felt and lost."  James Martineau.

Sunday, October 01, 2017




  "He that will follow the will of God where it is clear shall find less than before that is obscure; and no step on holy ground will ever bring you nearer to a soil barren and unblest. There is a wonderful power in simple truth and accuracy, knowing the difference in reality and dreams. One that has an ear for the still voice of God, instead of drowning it in the hum of its own sophistries; and an eye to watch his lights and shades, instead of suffusing all things with its own coloring. From such guileless and open conscience He is never entirely hid; some dear and holy secret, minute it may be, but precious as a know star upon an unknown sea, He makes distinct and clear."
James Martineau.