Tag: hope
To Be Present to the Present
Being where we are — immersed in it, aware of it, alert to it — may well be the secret to living well, to living fully. It is a lesson to be learned. In a culture based on motion it is no small trick to allow ourselves to be present to the present, to see… Read More ›
What Child is This?
As we turn our eyes on Bethlehem and away from the rich and busy world, we recall the following lines: A little Child, A shining star, A stable rude, The door ajar. Yet in that place So crude, forlorn, The hope of all The world was born. If only the people of this world could… Read More ›
To Live Life More Deeply
“I’ve gone to church all my life,” the woman said. “I don’t know why these things keep happening to me.” Her shoulders sagged a bit. “I just don’t know how much longer I can keep going on like this.” I could hear the sense of futility in her voice. But what is there to say… Read More ›
Coming to Know the Sacred
“Love God and do what you will,” John of the Cross wrote. It’s only when I got old enough, experienced enough and wise enough in the ways of mystics that I knew what John really meant. It’s not what we do that makes us holy. It’s what we love that makes the difference between being… Read More ›
Have Hope
Even though we have the power to destroy the whole world, life is stronger than the death instinct and love is stronger than hate. It does not make logical sense to be too hopeful, but once again this is not a question of logic and one does not look for signs of hope in the… Read More ›
‘Visions, Trips and Crowded Rooms’
David Kessler’s latest book chronicles what we experience before we die. By R. W. Dellinger David Kessler had to author three books on grief, the needs of the dying and death, meet Mother Teresa and work with acclaimed thanatologist Elisabeth Kübler-Ross before he could develop the maturity and muster the courage to write “Visions, Trips… Read More ›
Hope is a Slippery Thing
Holy Saturday is a day nobody talks about much in the liturgical year. There are no public ceremonies, no particular liturgies to interrupt the sense of waiting and vacuity that mark the day. For the most part, we are simply left on our own on Holy Saturday. And yet every human being who has ever… Read More ›