When I remember we are here to help one another, I am tempted to see every act with scrutiny. That’s when Mercy calls me back to Rumi’s field.
“When we have a moment of discovery, the world opens up for us in a way that we couldn’t see or imagine before.” —Gena Davis, YogaMass: Embodying Christ Consciousness
[A]ll are ‘in Christ’ and ‘chosen from the beginning’ (Ephesians 1:3-4, 9-10). What a “cosmic and collective ride” we called to experience. -Richard Rohr
From Lindsey Krink’s Keep Watch with Me Lenten reflection: “‘Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen?’ asks God through the prophet Isaiah. ‘To loose the chains of injustice and untie the cords of the yoke, to set the oppressed free and break every yoke? Is it not to share your food with the hungry and to provide the poor wanderer with shelter—when you see the naked, to clothe them, and not to turn away from your own flesh and blood?’”
Tender Mercy, rain down.
Grateful to participate in the worship and witness the rite of installation of Pastor Brad Fuerst with Lutheran Campus Ministry of UT-Austin this evening. A memorable “Eyes of Texas” on the pipe organ sent us all out! Here are my notes from Pastor Herb Palmer’s sermon on the parable of the sower and the one field.
Today’s image was inspired by Luke 13:1-9.
My poor fig tree, not only is it barren of fruit, it is leafless and incomplete. Thank you, Gardener God, for your mercy and love always encircling so we may begin again.
remember … a radical act of hope
Refilling my markers… no ink goes wasted.