“Remember our hypothesis at the outset? Nothing is as simple as it seems. And conversely, everything is more miraculous than we can
“There is a fine line between the mundane and the miraculous. If you see the miraculous as mundane, life becomes a bore.
Christmas 1953 or 1954: I finish checking out Grandma Mary’s towering, ornamented Christmas tree. “Sacred Infant, all divine, / What a tender
“Shame and guilt go hand in hand, one feeding the other. They are partners of destruction, eroding our lives. . . .
“Wholeness is falling in love with the same old sacred rhythms, the same old places, the same old miraculous people every day
“We take constants for granted. And that is a problem with God, if I may say it that way. God is the
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