…and hope does not disappoint, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit that has been given to us.
How would you define your “daily office”—the work life calls you to, the way you pattern your day, the habits that clothe the passing moments of life?
Fleeing the trivialities of the marketplace,
the first monks
sought out the soul of Christianity in wild and rocky places.
Here they re-patterned life,
marking hours in prayerful rhythm,
and forged a daily office to transfigure routine into ritual.
Ironically, these hours of office,
first formed in ancient cloister,
now shape the routine of office-workers around the globe.
With due attention and wakeful wonder—
practicing soul-stretching habits—
the mundane may still become mystical, and work an act of worship.
The patterns of our lives reveal us. Our habits measure us. Our battles with our habits speak of dreams yet to become real.
How do we re-inhabit our days,
to wear us wider,
and stretch the span of our sojourn?
Can we invest our brief time together
in the holy activity of being
and becoming more human?
What might wake us from slumbering self-obsession
and bring us to our knees, as we negotiate
the stumbling blocks of ideology?
If suffering-love is more lasting
than faith and hope,
what are we prepared to give up today, for love’s sake?
And now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; and the greatest of these is love.
-1 Corinthians 13:13
The trust-filled gaze of an infant
implores us to do our utmost
to make a safer world.
Tender shoots, boldly up-reaching,
beckon us to stoop and tend to beauty,
green with hope-fullness.
Timeworn elderly hands,
beg us to slow our pace to inhabit every fleeting moment.
Silent, hungry cries
of kin clad in different skin
fire the desire to simply live as better beings.
This visible, earthly world is still God’s creation: one should not condemn it as a valley of tears; it is really the miracle work of God. And this earthly life is the life that God gives us, which it is our task to develop. Here is our place of work, the vineyard in which the Lord calls and places us…
Some soul-stretching habits
for this season
Enter the quiet,
listen for the signal
beneath the static;
Seek out sole time,
turn off in order to tune in
to rhythms deeper;
Extend loving attention
and human concern toward livelihood,
beyond the immediacy of you and yours;
Reclaim Christhood! Without a sound,
let all who cross your path this day
know they are Christ-companions, not competitors on life’s journey.
Whenever I groan within myself and think how hard it is to keep writing about love in these times of tension and strife which may, at any moment, become for us all a time of terror, I think to myself: What else is the world interested in? What else do we all want, each one of us, except to love and be loved, in our families, in our work, in all our relationships?
Today, may you help
make a world
where it is easier for people to love.
On Tenderness and Mercy
An Engaging Meditation excerpted from Still In the Storm, a new publication by JustFaith Ministries.
We dare not confuse
tenderness with timidity,
mercy with weakness,
or suffering-love with sentimentality.
It takes strength to be gentle,
resilience to be tender,
courage to forgive…
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