“I awoke this morning with a devout thanksgiving for my friends, the old and the new. Shall I not call God the Beautiful, who daily showeth himself to me in his gifts? I chide society, I embrace solitude, and yet I am not so ungrateful as not to see the wise, the lovely, and theContinue reading “The deep, sustaining beauty of relationships”
There have been a couple of incredible studies spanning decades looking into the lives of people to determine what makes people happy. What is success?
Arthur Brooks in his book, From Strength to Strength, gives brutal assessments. People will forget me. My striving for “significance” is going to come to nothing. But the key is this: Obsessing over the future squanders the present.
“When we see love as the will to nurture one’s own or another’s spiritual growth, revealed through acts of care, respect, knowing, and assuming responsibility, the foundation of all love in our life is the same… Genuine love is the foundation of our engagement with ourselves, with family, with friends, with partners, with everyone weContinue reading “The hard work of love and friendship”
Rich Mullins was a musical hero to me. I didn’t have the Beatles or Bob Dylan. But in the Christian world and the plastic music of that time, Rich was real to me. In a time and place when you felt like you had to “look good” on the outside, Rich was a mess onContinue reading “The messy spirituality of Rich Mullins”
A high school school teacher asked her students to write a living author to give them advice. Only Kurt Vonnegut responded. His letter is wonderful.
Frederick Buechner died this week at the age of 96. While I did not read a lot of his work, I knew people who read his work and those people have a depth to them I truly admire. David Brooks as a great tribute to him in his column this week.
“I, like all other human beings, expose to the world only my trimmed and perfumed and carefully barbered public opinions and conceal carefully, cautiously, wisely, my private ones.” — Mark Twain Tough in the age of social media. My opinions aren’t exactly carefully barbered, but they are somewhat cut to look a little neater.
A concept that has been rattling around in my head the last few weeks is what I’ve labeled “Last Third Living.” The Lord willing, I am in the last one-third of my life. How do I want to finish?
This could be a high holy day. Angelo Moriondo is credited with the first design of the espresso machine. My life is markedly different (and far more awake) as a result of this man’s ingenuity!