Emmanuel moment

Emmanuel

God-with-us

God hidden in the mud

and the pain of each day

God answering the cry of our hearts

giving moment

there is one thing that we alone can give God

and that is our personal love

no one else

can give God

our personal love

for this

is our great significance

Basil Pennington

light moment

Let the Star of Morning Rise by Ted Loder

The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light.
Isaiah 9:2

Lord God,
in the deepest night there rises the star of morning,
of birth,
the herald of a new day you are making,
a day of great joy dawning in yet faint shafts of light and love.

I hear whispers of peace in the stillness,
fresh breezes of promise stirring,
winter sparrows chirping of life,
a baby's cry of need
and hope --
Christmas!

In the darkness I see the light
and find in it comfort,
confidence,
cause for celebration,
for the darkness cannot overcome it;
and I rejoice to nourish it in myself,
in other people,
in the world
for the sake of him in whom it was born
and shines forever,
even Jesus the Christ.
Amen.

prepared moment

God had prepared a stable
before man started shutting the doors

Vanier moment

I am sensing a yearning for solidarity,

a cry coming from people for togetherness and for love.

For too long we've been walking on the road to independence.

We're beginning to feel our loneliness.

We're beginning to see that we can only live if we're together.

We have had enough of loneliness,

independence

and competition.

Jean Vanier

eagle moment

A man found an eagle's egg and put it in the nest of a barnyard hen.
The eaglet hatched with the brood of chicks and grew up with them
All his life the eagle did what the barnyard chicks did,
thinking he was a barnyard chicken.
He scratched the earth for worms and insects.
He clucked and cackled.
And he would thrash his wings and fly a few feet into the air.
Years passed and the eagle grew very old.
One day he saw a magnificent bird above him in the cloudless sky.
It glided in graceful majesty among the powerful wind currents with scarely a beat of his strong golden wings.
The old eagle looked up in awe. "Who's that?" he asked
"That's the eagle, the king of the birds," said his neighbour.
"He belongs to the sky. We belong to the earth - we're chickens."
So the eagle lived and died a chicken for that's what he thought he was.
Tony de Mello
Song of the Bird.

Habakkuk 3:17-18
though the fig tree should not blossom

and there be no fruit on the vines

though the yield of the olive should fail

and the fields produce no food

though the flock should be cut off from the fold

and there be no cattle in the stalls

yet I will exult in the LORD

I will rejoice in the God of my salvation

mystery moment

perhaps it is we are not to know the answers

but live in the part of self where the question is born

live with an attitude of listening

of awareness of presence

of an openness to mystery

piano moment

playing the piano

I got lost today

and didn’t want to come back

alone moment

Soren Kierkegaard
"Christianity does not join people together.
No, it separates them in order to unite every single individual with God.
And when a person has become such that he can belong to God and to God alone,
he has died away from that which usually joins people together.
Every call from God is always addressed to one person,
the single individual.
Precisely in this lies the difficulty and examination,
that the one who is called must stand alone,
walk alone,
alone with God."

healing moment

The broken and the oppressed have taught me a great deal
and have changed me quite radically.
They have helped me discover that healing takes place at the bottom of the ladder,
not at the top.
Jean Vanier

listening moment

Many people in L'Arche are close to God, and yet they are so little and poor. They have known rejection and have suffered a great deal. I am always moved as I hear them speak of God. When somebody asked one of our men, Peter, if he liked to pray, he said that he did. So the person continued and asked him what he did when he prayed. He replied: “I listen.” Then the person asked what God says to him. Peter, a man with Down`s Syndrome, looked up and said: “He just says, 'You are my beloved son.'
Jean Vanier

reed moment

Once there was a reed, tall and proud, growing near a stream. He was a fine reed, and how he loved life! He lived every moment to the full. From his height he had a splendid view of the whole area. He watched the small animals scamper to and fro, the birds darting here and there, the multi-hued insects, the fish gliding in the stream. But best of all he liked the flowers. They came in a never ending parade of exquisite form and color. Old friends would go, but new ones promptly followed and they delighted him so that he never stopped to wonder what happened to the old. And all the while he stood, tall and green. Yes, life was good indeed.
Then one morning he awoke, and as he looked into the stream he discovered that his tip was turning brown. His dismay grew as day after ay the malady spread until his fine green coat was completely gone. In addition, he began to feel dry, then drier and drier. Then the rains came and beat at him, the winds battered him, and finally a mightly gust snapped him loose from the earth. He lay desolate on the ground, broken, bruised, and heavy-hearted.
Some days later, a young man came by and picked him up. He put him into his bag where it was dark, so dark that poor reed could see nothing at all. He longed for the end. Anything would be better than this unending darkness.
Finally the day came when the young man took him back out of the bag. How good to see the light again! He saw the fields and rolling hills, and sheep grazing peacefully around. The young man took a sharp knife and cut part of the reed away, hurting him so acutely he couldn’t help but cry out. Then the man ruthlessly pierced him through from end to end, clearing out his hollow. Every inch of his being quivered with pain. Then he was thrust back into the darkness again.
Sometime later he was taken out again. He welcomed the light, yet dreaded the pain he anticipated would come along with it. And sure enough, there was the knife. This time the young man mercilessly cut several holes in him. He wept silently. Then he was plunged once more into darkness.
The day came when reed, from his black home in the bag, sensed something different about everything; there was some excitement in the air. The young man joined some of the other shepherds and they hurried toward the edge of town. There they went into a cave, and the young man pulled reed out of the bag. Reed braced himself for the inevitable knife. Instead, to his surprise, he felt only the gentle caress of the young man’s hands as he lifted him tenderly to his lips. Then the young man poured his life-breath into him and there came forth from reed a beautiful song, simple and pure. And as reed looked out he saw a young mother and her little Baby. And they both smiled at him.

written by a Madonna House worker

restore moment

RESTORE US LORD

Once we prayed knowing our help came from You

Once we defied injustice knowing that you were on our side

Once we prayed all night til our help came

Once we apologized for calling someone a fool

Once we believed it was important to please you

Restore us as people who follow God even when no one is looking

Restore us Lord

Kwasi I. Kena

salt moments

We moved this past summer, away from the hum of traffic, next to the peace of the woods. Now that winter has arrived, our horizon has changed from bricks and mortar to snow laden trees, colourful birds, quiet foxes and the odd hesitant deer. In order to entice the deer to come around more often my husband bought a salt block and placed it on the small patio across the stream amongst the trees. I was looking at it the other day and noted that the snow had melted in a perfect circle all around this block of salt. I also noted its label which stated that it was pure, no additives, no contaminants, nothing that would harm the environment. It simply rests where it has been placed, quietly offering a pleasant taste, its natural ingredients exuding warmth into the cold snow............

And I thought that is how I must be...........
content to be where I am placed
offering a pleasant taste to anyone who is hungry or thirsty,
providing a natural warmth that would penetrate coldness,
clearly labelled by my life so that all could see: pure, no contaminants, nothing artificial, safe...........

no bells or whistles, no lights or drum rolls, no platform .........just quietly and naturally altering the environment around me......

salty..........

in this dry and thirsty land

face to face moment

I want

O my Beloved

at each beat of my heart

to renew my offering to You

an infinite number of times

until the shadows having disappeared

I may be able to tell You of my love

in an eternal face to face

St. Therese Lisieux

twitter moment

I simply cannot figure out

why everyone is all atwitter

about twitter

nothing will ever come close

to a face to face

that comes with a hug

seeing moments

God had brought me to my knees

and made me acknowledge my own nothingness

and out of that knowledge

I had been reborn

I was no longer the centre of my life

and therefore

I could see God in everything

Bede Griffiths

today's moment

the only way to have any impact on how we experience tomorrow

is to live our moments well today

proving moment

our very life demonstrates God or denies Him

we will manifest Him to the measure we know Him

and He will reveal Himself to the world

in the measure we depend on Him

and believe in Him

word and claims will not reveal Him
only a personal history

and a radical surrender

will prove Him to a darkening world