Category Archives: Faith and Art

Did I really just use Godzilla as a symbol of humility?

Yesterday I wrote about the first sentence of the prayer that hangs on the bulletin board above my desk. Today I will look at the second.

Give me the strength that waits upon You in silence and peace. Give me humility in which alone is rest, and deliver me from pride which is the heaviest of burdens. Possess my whole heart and soul with the simplicity of love. Occupy my whole life with the one thought and the one desire of love, that I may love not for the sake of merit, not for the sake of perfection, not for the sake of virtue, not for the sake of sanctity, but for You alone.

Thomas Merton

Give me humility in which alone is rest, and deliver me from pride which is the heaviest of burdens.

tired

When you’ve used your strength in the waiting you need rest and not more burdens. Continue reading

Waiting

The prayer below is pinned to the bulletin board above my desk.

prayer

Give me the strength that waits upon You in silence and peace. Give me humility in which alone is rest, and deliver me from pride which is the heaviest of burdens. Possess my whole heart and soul with the simplicity of love. Occupy my whole life with the one thought and the one desire of love, that I may love not for the sake of merit, not for the sake of perfection, not for the sake of virtue, not for the sake of sanctity, but for You alone.

Thomas Merton

It’s been there for months, but this morning the first sentence struck a chord. Continue reading

Gloriously Imponderable

Yesterday I learned that the universe shouldn’t exist. According to a new model that takes into account the properties of the newly discovered Higgs boson, the universe should have collapsed in on itself an instant after the Big Bang. I found the article and the discovery delightful to my soul.

stars

It’s not that I don’t appreciate the work of scientists. Continue reading

Dostoyevsky’s Desk and the smell of stawberries

StrawberriesYou will need to know something strange about me before I tell you a story.  Whenever I am participating in guided prayer activities in which I am asked to imagine Jesus; what he looks like, what he is wearing, I always imagine Jesus in the context of a Mediterranean street scene in traditional Middle Eastern robes of the first century but wearing a baseball cap and eating fresh fruit.  Continue reading

Conundrums of the Soul

By Kay Hart

Let whoever is wise observe these things,
that they may comprehend the gracious love of the LORD.   Psalm 107:43

MockingbirdI wrote the following on May 31, 2012. It was written as a reflection on Psalm 107:43. I don’t claim to be a poet, though it is written that way. That’s just the way it came out. Continue reading