Tag Archives: wisdom

When life falls apart

Read Isaiah 65:17-25 and Luke 21:5-19 What do you do when life falls apart? “The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men / Gang aft agley,” poet Robert Burns wrote, “An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain, / For promis’d joy!” Our best-laid plans often do go awry and leave us nothing but grief […]

Hearing Wisdom’s call in a noisy world

If you recall 1975’s pet rock fad, you won’t be surprised to learn of the fellow – Larry was his name – who lived alone with a stone he was trying to teach to talk. He rescued the palm-size oval stone from a beach and kept it on a shelf, covered it with a piece […]

Aging toward saging

“For everything there is a season,” the Teacher said, “and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted. [God] has made everything suitable for its time” (Eccles. 3:1-2, 11a). Now that I’ve come […]

The journey is our home

National Poetry Month, Day 8  //  There’s a line in an old railroad song, “Isn’t it the going and not the getting there.” Anyone who has ridden on old steam-driven train will appreciate that reaching the destination is an anticlimax; the joy and adventure are in the journey. And in yesterday’s poem, “Ithaca,” Constantine Cavafy […]

Mary’s question

Mary Oliver’s question keeps returning. “Tell me, what is it you plan to do / with your one wild and precious life?” Like the question from Thomas Merton, “If you want to identify me, ask me not where I live or what I like to eat or how I comb my hair, but ask me […]

Ripening

“It is looking at things for a long time that ripens you and gives you understanding” (van Gogh). The frenetic pace in which we live our days today allows no opportunity to look at things for a long time. We do everything under the sun but ripen.

Your light has come

We don’t see things as they are, according to the Talmud; we see things as we are. What we see is often a projection of our inner self. What we see in others that we find most distasteful or abhorrent is often the thing in ourselves that we have not yet accepted and come to […]