We remember too the loved ones into whose dear eyes we cannot look again. O God, in whom are both the living and the dead, you are still their life and light as you are ours. Wherever they may be, lay your hand tenderly upon them and grant that someday we may meet...
03674 – Just Saying…
It was the women who first preached the Good News that Jesus had risen from the dead. Just saying . . .
03592 – Not Dead Yet!
I don't deny that there should be priests to remind men that they will one day die. I only say it is necessary to have another kind of priests, called poets, actually to remind men that they are not dead...
03531 – Push Through to the Fire That’s Within
The religions start from mysticism...But, I compare this to a volcano that gushes forth ...and then ...the magma flows down the sides of the mountain and cools off. And when it reaches the bottom, it's just rocks. You'd never guess that there was fire in it. So after...
02932 – Elevating & Empowering Women
When Jesus was taken to be executed on the cross, 11 of the 12 men abandoned him, but the women stayed. When Jesus’ body was buried, the women were the first ones at his grave. When Jesus rose from the dead, the men were hiding, so the women announced his...
02477 – Beginning Today…
Beginning today, treat everyone you meet as if they were going to be dead by midnight. Extend to them all the care, kindness and understanding you can muster, and do it with no thought of any reward. Your life will never be the same again.
01997 – How Do We Picture Hell?
We must picture Hell as a state where everyone is perpetually concerned about his own dignity and advancement, where everyone has a grievance, and where everyone lives the deadly serious passions of envy, self-importance, and...
01877 – Some Arguments are D.O.A.
To argue with a person who has renounced the use of reason is like administering medicine to the dead.
01812 – Survival: a Gift & a Charge
The friend standing next to me at the firing predictor was torn to pieces by the bomb that left me unscathed. That night I cried out to God for the first time: "My God, where are you?" And the question "Why am I not dead too?" has haunted me ever since. Why are you...
01298 – Pausing to Wonder
He who can no longer pause to wonder and stand in rapt awe is as good as dead, for his eyes are closed. ------------------------------Pluralized version: Those who can no longer pause to wonder and stand in rapt awe are as good as dead, for their eyes are closed.