Monthly Archives: March 2018
The Hike That Is My Life
When we hike, we usually do a loop. It never fails that my favorite quote from TS Eliot comes to mind, “We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for … Continue reading
Imagining A Better World. Again.
Man, for all the goodness in him, can fall prey to perversions of tragic proportions. Thus, we see lawmakers and government officials who in their hubris think they are above the law. There are some priests and religious who in … Continue reading
Posted in Change, Encounter, Human Rights
Tagged Beginnings, Justice, Peace
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Life, Intentional not Accidental
I am intentional, not accidental. I refuse to accept or to believe that I am an accident. There may not be any compelling reason why I should exist. Yet, there is Someone who intended that I should. In the vast … Continue reading
Clean Is Beautiful & Holy
Cleaning is good not only for the body and our physical surrounding but also for the heart and soul. Some cleaning is routine and ordinary. Other cleaning can be difficult and even painful. Dirt, like sin, degrades what is human … Continue reading
Beyond Reason, But Not Irrational
Through science and reason, we have made great progress in our attempt to understand the human condition and its underlying spirit. But reason alone cannot provide us with all the answers and all the knowledge and wisdom to fully explain … Continue reading
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Poems by Abe
Abe was a dear friend, a sagacious mentor, and a treasured brother. He left a trove of unpublished poems. I chose some of them and composed them with some of my own photos.
Posted in Friendship, Identity, Spirituality
Tagged Fr. Abe, friend, Poetry
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Seek And Find
Seek and you shall find. And lying at his door was a poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores, who would gladly have eaten his fill of the scraps that fell from the rich man’s table. We seek what we … Continue reading