A fourth visit to The Seven Storey Mountain

Early on in his memoir, when Thomas Merton was still an agnostic—at best—he was ill enough to consider death. He was still in his teens, a reluctant student in a parochial school. And here is how his thoughts unfolded: “If I have to die—what of it. What do I care? Let me die, then, andContinue reading “A fourth visit to The Seven Storey Mountain”

How big is your world?

This old and exceedingly wise commercial did not intend to make people think about God. But it does. It prompts us to ask if we’ve trained ourselves—-perhaps unwittingly—-to live lives tailored to our own jar-sized spaces. If we’ve allowed for God at all, have we only given access to one that might fit into ourContinue reading “How big is your world?”

Prayer to end Genocide

O Lord, we cry to you, with deep pain in our hearts and souls. Our hearts ache, because of genocide caused by the lust for power, cruel hatred for others, because of their race, religion or physical differences. God of all, the heavens weep, the winds whisper through this great world you have created. WeContinue reading “Prayer to end Genocide”

The Prayer of Thomas Merton…

…as sung by my dear friend Kate Campbell. This song has led me through more murky seasons than I can count. Now, as I find myself sorting through all her old CDs while reading The Seven Storey Mountain, it seems that the divine choreographer is about to bring a new season into being. If you’veContinue reading “The Prayer of Thomas Merton…”