Showing posts with label Frederick Buechner. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Frederick Buechner. Show all posts

Saturday, October 15, 2016

"Beautiful and terrible things . . . "

~ Autumn Trees, Shadows, Reflections ~
“The grace of God means something like: Here is your life. You might never have been, but you are because the party* wouldn't have been complete without you. Here is the world. Beautiful and terrible things will happen. Don't be afraid. I am with you. Nothing can ever separate us. It's for you I created the universe. I love you.” ~ Frederick Buechner
*Guess what? When Buechner says party, he does not mean political party! Our current and recent thoughts, however, are of politics; thus I offer the following:
~ Pre - Election Reflection ~

From Guest Blogger Bruce L. Carriker

@ The Fortnightly Kitti Carriker:
A Fortnightly [every 14th & 28th] Literary Blog of
Connection & Coincidence; Custom & Ceremony


Previous guest commentary includes:

Eulogy for our Brother - in - Law Ron

Lives, Fortunes, Sacred Honor

Pearl Harbor Day

A Break From Politics

October, Baseball, and Cats

(also on facebook: A Note About The Cardinals)

Thanks Dave!

Happy Birthday to My Twin Brother Bruce

Friday, June 7, 2013

Composed of Mystery

Girl in Front of Mirror
Pablo Picasso, 1881 - 1973


"There is nothing in nature that does not reflect the Trinity:
each of us is an icon of the Trinity."

The Rev. Peter J. Bunder

I keep thinking about the juxtaposition of these two paintings in the Trinity Sunday Bulletin a couple of weeks ago at the Chapel of the Good Shepherd ~ The Episcopal Campus Ministry at Purdue.

Two nearly contemporary artists treat the same subject matter -- a girl before a mirror, absorbed in her reflection. Yet each, in his own distinctive style, captures a different aspect of reflective contemplation. Rockwell's girlish subject daydreams apprehensively of the not - so - distant future while Picasso's visionary subject strives to embrace the fragmented mystery of life at the present moment.

Girl at Mirror
Norman Rockwell, 1894 - 1978


We are composed of mystery:
"The mystery beyond us, the mystery among us,
and the mystery within us are all the same mystery."

from Listening to Your Life
by Frederick Buechner (b 1926)

Friday, January 13, 2012

Divine Homesickness

"When we are constantly focused on externals,
we are not centered, that is, we are not aligned
internally -- body, mind and soul.
Without that alignment,
we have a case of Divine Homesickness.
We feel empty and lost, always trying
to find our way Home . . . always
looking for something 'out there' to fill us up.
And nothing out there can."

from
The Little Book of Peace of Mind
by Susan Jeffers

Similarly, Frederick Buechner writes:

"If with part of ourselves we are men and women of the world and share the sad unbeliefs of the world, with a deeper part still, the part where our best dreams come from . . . there is a child in all of us who is not just willing to believe in the possibility that maybe fairy tales are true after all but who is to some degree in touch with that truth. . . . a world where nothing is too familiar or unpromising to open up into a world where a path unwinds before our feet into a deep wood, and when that happens, neither the world we live in nor the world that lives in us can ever entirely be home again, any more than it was home for Dorothy . . . "
from Listening to Your Life,"The Child in Us * May 6"
by Frederick Buechner

And Salman Rushdie seems to pick up Buechner's thought in mid - sentence:

"So Oz finally became home; the imagined world became the actual world, as it does for us all, because the truth is that once we have left our childhood places and started out to make up our lives . . . we understand that the real secret of the ruby slippers is not that 'there's no place like home', but rather that there is no longer any such place . . . (see more).
from Step Across This Line: Collected Nonfiction 1992-2002,
Essay #1: "Out of Kansas"
by Salman Rushdie

This excerpt is from my latest fortnightly post
"Divine Homesickness: If Only In My Dreams"

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Connection & Coincidence; Custom & Ceremony

"There's no place like home, there's no place like home."

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