Sunrise in the story of Easter is not just a time of day; it is a state of the heart. Sunrise is the space where nighttime fears move aside for hope, where we feel peace about our mortality in the scope of the universal truth that love abides and where we feel light...
We, of the majority caste, are largely innocents. By "innocent" I mean clueless about the way history has privileged some and impoverished others. If we are to move toward a future beyond the fatal consequence of our transgressions, we must lose our innocence. We have...
A church which pitches its tents without constantly looking out for new horizons, which does not continually strike camp, is being untrue to its calling....(We must) play down our longing for certainty, accept what is risky, live by improvisation and experiment." from...
Love is the destination, the telos, the goal–but we learn that we never arrive. We drive in the direction of love, but our destination keeps receding beyond the horizon. Yet we dare not set our course for any other destination. from Introducing Christian Ethics
Don't place your mistakes on your head; their weight may crush you. Instead, place them under your feet and use them as a platform to view your horizons.
Friendship is a deep oneness that develops when two people, speaking the truth in love to one another, journey together to the same horizon.
Hope is never calibrated to the fervor of optimism or the distress of pessimism. Hope is fixed to a larger horizon and rooted in an expansive memory. Hope cannot be auctioned off to the highest bidder; cannot be put up for collateral; cannot be traded on the big board...
Love is the destination, the telos, the goal—but we learn that we never arrive. We drive in the direction of love, but our destination keeps receding beyond the horizon. Yet we dare not set our course for any other destination. from Introducing Christian Ethics
The very basic core of a man's living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different...
One of the most tragic things I know about human nature is that all of us tend to put off living. We are all dreaming of some magical rose garden over the horizon—instead of enjoying the roses that are blooming outside our windows today.