Tag Archives: Jesus

God’s User Interface

This is a repost of a blog written on August 31, 2011.

Grommet

A couple of thoughts this morning while walking the dogs on the great lawn at Zilker Park – Redbud Island was closed due to what appeared to be parking lot maintenance.  I thought about God’s user interface. Continue reading

Am I real?

This is a repost of a blog that written during the Advent season of 2010.

Raindrops on windows

I heard God ask me a question this morning in the prayer room at the Austin House of Prayer. I don’t say that lightly. I had just read the account in the gospel of Luke of the angel Gabriel’s visit to Mary announcing the coming of the messiah and the part she was to play. 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

Happy Birthday, Mom!

By Kay Hart

Janice Horton

I am the resurrection and the life.

John 11:25

Today is the third anniversary of my mother’s death. It also would have been her 80th birthday. Three years ago I stood by her bed a few days before her birthday. It was late and the hospice center was quiet. Continue reading

One of the 7 Woes – Thoughts on Martin Luther King, Jr. Day

By Kay Hart

Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. gesturing while giving a speech

Woe to you, teachers of the law and Pharisees, you hypocrites! You build tombs for the prophets and decorate the graves of the righteous. And you say, ‘If we had lived in the days of our ancestors, we would not have taken part with them in shedding the blood of the prophets.’ So you testify against yourselves that you are the descendants of those who murdered the prophets. (Mt. 23: 29-31)

Granted that’s a strange passage for Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. Still, I didn’t choose it; it chose me. Back in May I began working my way through a modified version of the Spiritual Exercises of St. Ignatius. Continue reading