By Elie Wiesel
True, we are often too weak to stop injustices;
but the least we can do is protest against them.
True, we are too poor to eliminate hunger;
but in feeding one child, we protest against hunger.
By Elie Wiesel
True, we are often too weak to stop injustices;
but the least we can do is protest against them.
True, we are too poor to eliminate hunger;
but in feeding one child, we protest against hunger.
By Roger Kamenetz
One voice in bitterness, one voice in joy.
One voice explaining, one voice complaining.
One voice in the ecstasy of having not.
This makes five. Continue reading
By Saint Augustine
“The desire of one’s heart constitutes one’s prayer. There is a hidden anguish which is inaudible to us…. If your desire lies open to the one who is your God and who sees your secret, God will answer you. For the desire of your heart is itself your prayer. And if the desire is constant, so is your prayer.
By Abraham Joshua Heschel
The secret of spiritual living is the power to praise. Praise is the harvest of love. Praise precedes faith. First we sing, then we believe.
Elohai’n’shamah’shenatata’bi’t’horah’hi.
My God, the soul You gave me is pure.
You created it; You sculpted it; You breathed it inside of me; You protect it.
At some future time, You will draw it forth from me
And give it back in theWorld to Come. Continue reading
By Frederick Buechner
Listen to your life.
See it for the fathomless mystery it is.
In the boredom and pain of it, no less than in the excitement and gladness:
touch, taste, smell your way to the holy and hidden heart of it,
because in the last analysis all moments are key moments, and life itself is grace.
Frederick Buechner was an American author, Presbyterian minister, preacher, and theologian.
By Lynda Sexson
When I die, if you need to weep, cry for someone walking on the street beside you.
And when you need me, put your arms around others and give them what you need to give me. Continue reading
The Ignatian Examen is a method for reflecting upon your day. This version was adapted by James Martin, SJ. Continue reading
At the rising of the sun at its going down we remember them.
At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of the winter we remember them
At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring we remember them.
At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer we remember them. Continue reading
By Abraham Joshua Heschel
No religion is an island;
There is no monopoly on holiness.
We are companions of all who revere God
We all rejoice when we walk in God’s way.
No religion is an island;
We share the kinship of humanity,
The capacity for compassion. Continue reading