House of Bread

House of Bread

  Can it be we’re so desensitized to hearing Christmas carols played everywhere we go from Halloween on, we miss the depths of truth in these wonderful traditional songs? Here is a little history on the origin of this beautiful hymn. I spent some time today mining it’s wisdom and praying that this Christmas morning, God would indeed “impart to our human hearts the blessings of Heaven,” and “come to abide with us.” Merry Christmas.    Kings College Cambridge,  O Little Town of Bethlehem O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by. Yet in thy dark streets shineth the everlasting Light; The hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight....

‘Hello darkness, my old friend’

‘Hello darkness, my old friend’

  Hello darkness, my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again   Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping   And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains within the sound of silence —The Sound Of Silence, P. Simon, 1964   It’s been a long and winding Advent journey, one where I have been guided to see how desperately we need bountiful light. Monday will be the shortest, darkest day of the year. When I lived in northern states, I remember people who suffered from SAD: Seasonal Affective Disorder. The common onset of major depression begins in the fall with no abating of symptoms until late winter or early spring. Aside from other treatments similar to that of major depressive episodes,...

Homeless and pregnant

Homeless and pregnant

  Originally titled, “I Met Jesus, Mary and Joseph, Yesterday,” I repost this since I was reminded of the encounter as I drove past the corner today.   Homeless and Pregnant That was the sign she held in her hands; her blond hair blowing in the wind as if waving to me from the sidewalk of the busy neighborhood crossroad. Maybe I didn’t read it right, I thought..Maybe she’s advertising for the fast food place behind her. However, a second look as I waited at the light, confirmed what I’d first read.  The light turned green, but as I drove off I asked the Lord, Now what? What do you want me to do? Instantly, the grace came; probably fueled from thoughts of what I knew could happen to her if the wrong person stopped to help....

The community of Courage

The community of Courage

Father John Harvey   By Bishop James D. Conley The Southern Nebraska Register   The novelist William Faulkner understood the virtue of courage. He understood that to be courageous implies taking a risk; stepping foot into the unknown; pursuing a good even when it might place us in danger.   “You cannot swim for new horizons,” he wrote, “until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.”   Jesus Christ called his disciples to the same kind of courage. He told them to lose sight of the shore’s safety—to “cast out into the deep,” where they would find the abundance of his grace. In him, and because of him, they had the courage to follow Jesus to an abundant life—an extraordinary life—but only because they were willing to risk the unknown.  ...