Great turnout at the National Action Network in Harlem, where @TheRevAl hosted a signing for @RevJJackson’s new bolme of speeches and sermons @OrbisBooks “Keeping Hope Alive” with editor @Gracejisunkim
Among the first witnesses of the Nativity were shepherds in the countryside outside Bethlehem. In future years this Child would be called many things—Good Shepherd, as well as Lamb of God. His identity would be announced to important people, who would torture and kill him.
But in the beginning, it was to certain poor shepherds—among the poor and marginal of their day—tired from keeping watch, rank with the smell of their sheep, that the Gospel of great joy was first revealed.
“Our Blessed Lord is in the work-a-day world as truly as in the depth of silent prayer and we will never find Him completely if we only want to engage with Him on the level we have chosen. He chooses the world and so must we.”—Sister Wendy Beckett, d Dec 26 2018.
It was not uncommon, following a night of Christmas revels, for the master to feel listless and misanthopic. At such times even his favorite piano failed to rouse his spirits. If only he had learned how to play it! #TolstoysTalesofTrump
Sr Wendy Beckett died last year on December 26. One time I asked her if she would like to see the future. She said: “No I would definitely not like to know. I love the constant little surprises of every day, even the painful ones, which are all experienced...
...in the context of complete security in God. I don’t even think it could be possible because we haven’t an existence of our own. We’re contingent, God’s creating us every moment. We flow from God’s being—or if we like He sings us, and only He knows what His song will be.
...I think of myself as a sort of breath that He breathes, only there because of Him and having no objective reality outside of that holy and creative Breath. It’s a nice fantasy to play with but I think the reality is so infinitely more beautiful and even exciting...
... because we have the adventure every day into what He will make of us, with nothing settled and nothing limited. It’s all an eternal coming forth from Love.”
Thinking of her every day with love and gratitude.
“With those for whom there is no room, Christ is present in this world. He is mysteriously present in those for whom there seems to be nothing but the world at its worst.”—Thomas Merton
“Into this world, this demented inn, in which there is absolutely no room for him at all, Christ comes uninvited. But because he cannot be at home in it, because he is out of place in it, and yet he must be in it, his place is with those others for whom there is no room. . .
In it we “feel and touch the poverty that God’s Son took upon himself...it summons us to follow him along the path of humility, poverty and self-denial that leads from the manger of Bethlehem to the cross.
Like Saint Francis, may we open our hearts to this simple grace, so that from our wonderment a humble prayer may arise: a prayer of thanksgiving to God, who wished to share with us his all, and thus never to leave us alone.”