Happy the man who discovers wisdom,
the man who gains discernment:
gaining her is more rewarding than silver, more profitable than gold. She is beyond the price of pearls, nothing you could covet is her equal.
Proverbs 3:13-15
Awoke to the drapery of snow
over every form, stretched out as far as I could see through tree lines and fields; as if the laden clouds grew weary and lay down to rest on what was holding up in the darkness and what was shimmering in the first light. In this blue-pale dawn, spinning toward the fire of our white dwarf in a pearling snow lilting down and everywhere, I awake, while buds of crows, strewing from dark branches are shaking out the fallen sky into the ivory-bright one.
Lord, your artistry astounds me daily if only I still and begin
to notice
the lines we stay inside blurring as I long to leap
into the sky of you coming down
and holding
all the same.
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Because we are all Monks and our place of work is a seminary, our work a sacrament, our family a monastery, our home a sanctuary; may we learn what they are teaching us without believing God is elsewhere...
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Discerning
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