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“Mommy, I’m Done for the Day!”

“Mommy, I’m Done for the Day!”

  

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Catching Some Rays Indoors

Catching Some Rays Indoors

  


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Catching Some Rays Outdoors

Catching Some Rays Outdoors

  

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Is That You, April?

You’re here, already? 

But you could have come sooner…

What took you so long?

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April 9, Romans 12:2

“So here’s what I want you to do, God helping you: Take your everyday, ordinary life—your sleeping, eating, going-to-work, and walking-around life—and place it before God as an offering. Embracing what God does for you is the best thing you can do for him. Don’t become so well-adjusted to your culture that you fit into it without even thinking. Instead, fix your attention on God. You’ll be changed from the inside out. Readily recognize what he wants from you, and quickly respond to it. Unlike the culture around you, always dragging you down to its level of immaturity, God brings the best out of you, develops well-formed maturity in you.”

Romans 12:2 MSG – A verse of the day from the Bible presented in Eugene Peterson’s contemporary version called The Message. Accompanied by a personal reflection below.

This is a verse that has popped up before, but it is worthy of reflection everyday.  “Take your everyday, ordinary life…” Paul tells us.  You don’t have to be in a special place, surrounded by special people, reading special books, and singing special hymns, and generally doing special things, or even feeling special in any way.  Nay, be as you are, where you are, with whomever, whenever, and let this truth sink in:  you have been bought with a price because you are priceless in God’s sight.  That is how much you are loved.  Knowing that, what is the very least that you can do?  You can love Him back.  And the only way to do that is to love those you are with.  Can you do that?
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“…something crowded inside us always craving to become something glistening outside us…”

Visions at 74 

BY FRANK BIDART
The planet turns there without you, beautiful.
Exiled by death you cannot
touch it. Weird joy to watch postulates
lived out and discarded, something crowded
inside us always craving to become something
glistening outside us, the relentless planet
showing itself the logic of what is
buried inside it. To love existence
is to love what is indifferent to you
you think, as you watch it turn there, beautiful.
World that can know itself only by
world, soon it must colonize and infect the stars.
You are an hypothesis made of flesh.
What you will teach the stars is constant
rage at the constant prospect of not-being.

                       
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Sometimes when I wake it’s because I hear

a knock. Knock,
Knock. Two
knocks, quite clear.
I wake and listen. It’s nothing.