Today's Life-Line is:
I am
A hole in a flute
That the Christ's breath moves through---
Listen to this
Music.
I am the concert
From the mouth of every
Creature
Singing with the myriad
Chords.
"A Hole in a Flute" by Hafiz
from The Gift: Poems Read more [...]
Piglet noticed that
even though he had a Very Small Heart,
it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude.
~ A. A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
He who does not reflect his life
back to God in gratitude does not know himself.
~Albert Schweitzer
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Today's Life-Line is:
When I have a terrible need of - shall I say the word - religion, then I go out and paint the stars.
~ Vincent Van Gogh Read more [...]
Today's Life-Line is:
The Beautiful Changes
One wading a Fall meadow finds on all sides
The Queen Anne’s Lace lying like lilies
On water; it glides
So from the walker, it turns
Dry grass to a lake, as the slightest shade of you
Valleys Read more [...]
Today's Life-Line is:
Hope has two beautiful daughters.
Their names are anger and courage:
Anger at the way things are,
And courage to see
that they do not remain the way they are.
~ St. Augustine
P.S. You may have noticed, as of late, Read more [...]
Today's Life-Line is:
We learn to praise God not by paying compliments, but by paying attention. Watch how the trees exult when the wind is in them. Mark the utter stillness of the great blue heron in the swamp. Listen to the sound of the rain. Learn Read more [...]
Today's Life-Line is:
The joys and hopes, the grief and anguish of the people of our time, especially those who are poor or afflicted, are the joys and hopes, the grief and anguish, of the followers of Christ as well.
~ Gaudium et Spes, Vatican Read more [...]
Today's Life-Line is:
Neither I nor the poets I love have found the keys to the kingdom of prayer and we cannot force God to stumble over us where we sit. But I know that it’s a good idea to sit anyway. So every morning I Read more [...]
Today's Life-Line is:
Six months ago I walked across Spain. Five hundred miles.
Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port, France to Santiago de Compostela, Spain. . .
I saw my life. The Camino was my life. My life compressed to forty days and forty nights. A Read more [...]