Life is prayer.
Sometimes it’s intentional, other times happenstance.
At the very least, we often need prayers to come alive for us, to animate before our very eyes.
Prayer is life. May we ever discover how our prayers and lives connect with one another and justice in the world.
In a microwave culture everything is presumed to have arrived sooner.
In a insta-culture growth is underrated unless it happens fast.
In a go-go-go paced world the slow work of the Spirit often goes unnoticed.
Slow growth is still growth. Oh that we might curate spaces to celebrate how far we’ve come in those oft unseen places of our inner lives. After all, what good is it for a person to have it all but not herself?
Honor the growth. Talk about it, slowly.
Transitions matter more than most would dare to imagine. Sometimes they matter so much, that the transitions themselves become part of the fabric of the thing.
Think about it: what transitions have mattered most for you? What were the habits or intentional practices that made it work. When you tell your story, how do you talk about the big events AND the transitions between life events.
Transitions matter. They set the stage or prepare the ground or provide the platform for that which is next to emerge. Practice meaningful transition.
The truth is: place matters. It’s not just about where, it’s about admiring, joining, and curating all the elements of place so that the fullness of their expression translates.
This image is from 12:33pm on Wednesday May 6, 2014. This moment can not be replicated. However, it can be experienced.
What do you see? What captures your imagination? How does this aesthetic translate to you?
God is all around. Life is all around. Place matters. Keep watch, who knows what you may find.
Life is a prayer.
How do you mark your life in public spaces to embody this truth?
Beads? Incense? Stones? Tattoo?
By reminding ourselves of prayer we embody prayer for others.
Go. Be. Pray.
Seasons are changing and being alive to oneself beacons newly.
What would O’Donohugh say?
Living as beloved is never easy work, but it’s certainly worth it.
May we all live into the perhaps of what is to come.
May we all experience the joy of being known.
May we all dare to dream the dream yet dreamed.
As life begins to settle. It’s time to think about re-engaging this blog. The last few years have had so much change and nuance to them. Alas, it is time to watch dust settle live out loud.
Looking forward to the journey. Slowly, surely, onwards.
You may remember me posting about Troy Davis over the last several years. Starting today there are a series of events planned to pray for and request the State of Georgia to grant him clemency.
Here is a link to today’s activities.
Here is a link to my former posts.
Though I have only been aware of and engaged with this case over the last few years, there really is too much doubt.
Pray for Troy, Pray for the State, Pray for Justice.
This article on the NYT is getting loads of press in certain Facebook circles. Though the author uses scholastic reflections on a study of young people to make his point, he missed the case that Smith et al are really making: adults need to take responsibility for creating contexts for healthy decision-making by young people. More to come for sure!