Journal of Sacred Work

Journal of Sacred Work

  • Days 113-114 Be Here Now

     I was regretting the past  And fearing the future.  Suddenly my Lord was speaking: “My name is I Am.” He paused.  I waited. He continued, When you live in the past  With its mistakes and regrets,  It is hard. I… Continue reading

  • Days 99-100 Mulligan Stew

    Mulligan stew… according to Wikipedia, Mulligan stew is simply an Irish stew made of potatoes, vegetables, meat or whatever can be scavenged, begged, borrowed or stolen if need be. During the great depression, homeless men often referred to as hobos,… Continue reading

  • Days 90-91 Within the Shelter of Great Belonging

      Prayer All-powerful God,  You are present in the whole Universe and in the smallest of your creatures. You embrace with your tenderness all that exists. Pour out upon us the power of your love, that we may protect life and beauty. Fill us… Continue reading

  • Days 83-84 Where God Dwells

      "Prayer is the bridge between our conscious and unconscious lives.  Often there is a large abyss between our thoughts, words, and actions, and the many images that emerge in our daydreams and night dreams.To pray is to connect these… Continue reading

  • Days 69-70 We’ve been hoodwinked!

    Our mothers (or your grandma ma) could not wait to try out modern inventions like a washing machine & dryer or dishwasher. Oh, the time it will save! You will be able to kick back, soak up the sun and… Continue reading

  • Days 62-63 Hope

    To All Caregivers Far and Wide, May you come to see your life as a quiet sacrament of service, which awakens around you a rhythm where doubt gives way to the grace of wonder, where what is awkward and strained… Continue reading

  • Days 55-56 It’s A Sin to Kill A Mockingbird

    Two sticks of gum, a ball of twine, an old school medal, a pocket watch, and two soap carvings of a curious boy and girl. All mysterious treasures left and meant to be found in the knothole of a grand… Continue reading

  • Days 48-49 Joie de Vivre (Joy of Living)

    My first impression of her was dislike, why? Who can recall after 50+ years but I never would have guessed that Sue and I would become best friends in 4th grade, inseparable; joined at the hip. We spent a great deal… Continue reading

  • Days 34-35 When You Awaken

    Note: offered by Liz Sorensen Wessel I am a thousand winds that blow.I am diamonds that glint on snow. I am sunlight on ripened grain.I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning hushI am the swift… Continue reading

  • Days 27-28 Nature’s Light

    Note: This reflection is by guest contributor, Terry Chapman As I stepped carefully down a steep bank, beside a huge old Oak tree, into the cold waters of the Swift River in western MA, one fine summer day years ago,… Continue reading