"... You saw me."
I also want you what to tell - from my experiences. For a long time. Since I try to write about religious experience, I understand why spirituality is so often expressed in works of art: Because simply believe, is to talk about but not always easy. Therefore, I am now a loan from Ernesto Cardenal. He has written a poem ("I turned off the light to see the snow ..."), which form do I fill with my own experience during a retreat week: Encountering God is easy.
I sat down to meditate and saw the light of the candle.
But then I saw that the flame of the candle only a gleam of light, and through this light you saw in me.
I tried to meditate and heard the noise of the construction site and the noise of the radiator.
But then I heard all these noises are sounds and these sounds you spoke to me.
I concentrated on my breath and felt the air through my body and flows out.
And I felt that this current is your life-breath, and breath that you blow your life into my soul.
I handed the bowl with the bread that you yourself, and touched the hand of man.
And I felt that the palpation of closeness, warmth and bread are again only touching, and in these touches you touched me.
I anointed the hands of a woman who has done the same to me before.
And I learned that in the tenderness of give and take, the community is formed, the middle you can become.
Martina
Friday, March 28, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Mechadoll Deluxe Album
Addictive! How easy is praying
"I must tell you something!" If the "Best wife of all" - ok, is stolen by Kishon, but true nonetheless! - Ever seen such a speech begins, all pointy ears.
Our family sat at a late breakfast when my wife told us what they had seen recently at the checkout of a supermarket. Before her an old woman's turn, the goods, any amount was placed on the conveyor belt including a bouquet of tulips. When she had paid for everything and put away again, she took the bouquet and gave it to the cashier. "For you." The fact that this completely surprised, deeply touched and was pleased, everybody will be able to understand.
But this little story went further. When my Woman who had only her basket while struggling, the scanned goods quickly grab enough back in her basket, pushed the gentleman who was standing behind her in the checkout line, ran his cart and put into her basket, so they wrap it in peace and could pay. He smiles at my wife and says, "Good deeds put on hold."
Joseph P.
"I must tell you something!" If the "Best wife of all" - ok, is stolen by Kishon, but true nonetheless! - Ever seen such a speech begins, all pointy ears.
Our family sat at a late breakfast when my wife told us what they had seen recently at the checkout of a supermarket. Before her an old woman's turn, the goods, any amount was placed on the conveyor belt including a bouquet of tulips. When she had paid for everything and put away again, she took the bouquet and gave it to the cashier. "For you." The fact that this completely surprised, deeply touched and was pleased, everybody will be able to understand.
But this little story went further. When my Woman who had only her basket while struggling, the scanned goods quickly grab enough back in her basket, pushed the gentleman who was standing behind her in the checkout line, ran his cart and put into her basket, so they wrap it in peace and could pay. He smiles at my wife and says, "Good deeds put on hold."
Joseph P.
Sunday, March 9, 2008
History Of Gential Herpes
"Allahu akbar," the muezzin calling the Muslims: "God is greater!" "What ever you think, whatever you say, God is greater! Among the Jews is, I think similar. Man should make no image of God, he would attempt the impossible. God is greater!
is seen Christian the same way. However, it is vice versa. God is great and also the smallest. An adventurous thought!
Herod brought out of fear for his throne precaution, all boys. Jesus wanted the palace at all. People want to be served. God washed his feet. All the world is aiming high: The master of all accounts did not even own home. "Whoever has seen me has seen the Father", Jesus showed us God, The largest is the smallest.
course, God is the God in eternity, of course, the Lord of Hosts. Of course, every knee will bow, but he is also exactly the same as that on the cross tear the heart compassion, even if he was the bravest. We think too little about God, I mean really.
We humans do kennenlenen today. We want to tell each other what they have, all day long. Curiosity about curiosity. When we speak of God, we are just always somehow managed. God is just God, period. Be honest: When we last really talked about God? About its size, kindness, about his sacrifice for us? The angels praise him and can not get enough of it because they see him because they see how he is. Do we not even know him rediscover what? called
Thomas Aquinas him the Wonderful, charming, absolutely. will have the God, whom we love just as soon as it senses only. Jesus calls him our father. Then he must be one that you hope to jump on your lap and press it firmly. Whether that's true? If we discover that, then we pray all by itself then it is really easy.
JRHanses
Face In Hole Animation
Praying cyclists
Sometimes you will be in conversation with colleagues that you might have the same friends, ever the same place made holiday or maintains the same hobby. Sun met with a colleague and I that we use both the time of cycling to work in prayer.
Donated time
I feel privileged, I so close to my workplace, I live that I ride in about ten minutes on some little used side streets there is what I do, of course you. Somehow, all by itself is then set on this path that I ended up with my thoughts with God: There were things that queuing at work that day and the outcome was still uncertain. Or I had to think of the children to master an important Schulaufage had. Fortunately, I rarely went a dispute with my wife, not from the sense that we had at breakfast. Sometimes it was just the joy of a bright morning, the smiles at me on the bike very different through a windshield. Just normal things that each of us knows. If I were indulging my thoughts, they automatically resulted in a prayer, in a conversation with God. Often a blessing Pray for the day with all that he may bring me and the people who are close to my heart. Spontaneous or even just in a thank you, "Thank you, God, for this beautiful new day!" It joined also added a couple of pre-formulated prayers like the Our Father or a prayer for the Holy Spirit, so that the path has become the work a real ritual. This ritual saved me from, just like that in (and mostly through!) To trip the day.
a time I had listened to the language learning foreign language podcasts on the way to work. But I so again I stopped because I realized that I missed those few minutes with me and God at the beginning of my day.
Joseph P.
Sometimes you will be in conversation with colleagues that you might have the same friends, ever the same place made holiday or maintains the same hobby. Sun met with a colleague and I that we use both the time of cycling to work in prayer.
Donated time
I feel privileged, I so close to my workplace, I live that I ride in about ten minutes on some little used side streets there is what I do, of course you. Somehow, all by itself is then set on this path that I ended up with my thoughts with God: There were things that queuing at work that day and the outcome was still uncertain. Or I had to think of the children to master an important Schulaufage had. Fortunately, I rarely went a dispute with my wife, not from the sense that we had at breakfast. Sometimes it was just the joy of a bright morning, the smiles at me on the bike very different through a windshield. Just normal things that each of us knows. If I were indulging my thoughts, they automatically resulted in a prayer, in a conversation with God. Often a blessing Pray for the day with all that he may bring me and the people who are close to my heart. Spontaneous or even just in a thank you, "Thank you, God, for this beautiful new day!" It joined also added a couple of pre-formulated prayers like the Our Father or a prayer for the Holy Spirit, so that the path has become the work a real ritual. This ritual saved me from, just like that in (and mostly through!) To trip the day.
a time I had listened to the language learning foreign language podcasts on the way to work. But I so again I stopped because I realized that I missed those few minutes with me and God at the beginning of my day.
Joseph P.
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