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I started at the beginning of COVID lockdown on 23 March 2020. Now six months and 176 posts later I have come to the end of my ruminations on “The Gospel of John”.
Dear Ruth,
Nearly a year and a half ago, I wrote you a letter that I posted on this blog. The occasion then was your ordination as a deacon in the Anglican Church of Canada. Today I write to you again, this time as you are ordained a priest.
Everything I know about Richard Rohr from personal experience in his presence, reading his writing, listening to many addresses he has given, and from others who know him better than I, tells me he is a genuinely gentle, humble, gracious human being.
The witness of many people who have survived unimaginable suffering suggests that light does eventually dawn even within the darkness of the most paralyzing pain.
I have reached the age at which many of my peers are retiring. It seems every day, someone I know is turning in their professional position for the privilege of life without the demands of full-time employment.
“I knew it would not be easy; but I never thought it would be this hard.“
The cost of love is the inevitability of loss.
It may only last minutes. Sometimes it will go on for hours, days, weeks, months, even years.
I have written many times about pain.
Christmas is the season of love, peace, hope, and joy. It is the time of year when the axis of the earth shifts back towards the light.
In A Spacious Place 