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The Practice of the Presence of People: Day 11

These last three days, I have been listening to their stories down the four steps from the sidewalk into our Prayer Clinic.   Beautiful stories of the treachery of growing up on planet earth.   It has been a privilege…

Good, Good Friday

Today, God hung slack on a tree, Bleeding red love Hungry Shamed Alone.   Today, Compassion cried bloody tears On the mob that killed it And asked forgiveness For the hand and the hammer And cried, “Father!” to stopped-up ears.…

Fasting From Chaos

I live deep in chaos. I envy Brother Lawrence, the Carmelite monk from the 1600’s with his hundreds of monastery dishes stacked.  He slipped easily into practicing Your Presence, soaking in divine love.  He made cathedrals of the ordinary while…

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