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From Howard Thurman today, this reminder:

“It does not require the expert knowledge of the psychologist to discover that we live daily under conditions that undermine whatever tendencies there are in the human spirit that make for a relaxed way of life.  Everyone is in a hurry.”

The solution – duh!  Slow down.  Or as Thurman puts it –

“All travelers, somewhere along the way, find it necessary to check their course, to see how they are doing.”

And I so love Thurman’s simple (?simple?) solution:

“Cultivate the mood to linger…  Who knows?  God may whisper to you in the quietness what He has been trying to say to you, oh, for so long a time.”

Photo taken on a beach in Galveston. Text based on a recently read article about how much more we learn from our setbacks than we do from our victories — Damn It!

From Howard Thurman, Deep Is The Hunger, on leisure:

“Time is of the essence in developing the inner life because, without a sense of leisure, the external world with its demands, emergencies, and crises, chokes the flowering of the mood of Presence.”

Boy, is there a lot there!    Those “demands, emergencies, and crises” can damn sure get me focused on the “external world” to the exclusion of “developing the inner life.”  Thurman, though, is ever the realist.  He is not reaching for the stars, trying to achieve leisure, but only “a sense of leisure.”  That is, as I read it, look up from those pressing demands of the external world from time to time and recognize the existence of and the need to nurture the “inner life.’  This is necessary to the  (I love this phrase) “flowering of the mood of Presence.”

Photo taken on a recent run, text from a Mary Oliver poem. I run by (and enjoy) these roses on a fairly regular basis — “not needed” but “of inexplicable value.”

Photo taken recently in Galveston. Don’t know the couple in the photo, but was grateful for their presennce.

Okay, I’ve never really cared for Leonard Cohen, or for this song (I find The Neville Brothers version of it better), but apparently a lot of people do like the song and the song (and a flashback to Hitchcock’s The Birds) is what made me take the photo — so here it is.

Because we need a laugh now and again.

Today, one of my favorite passages from C. S. Lewis’ Mere Christianity:

“…hate the sin but not the sinner.  For a long time I used to think this a silly straw-splitting distinction: how could you have what a man did and not hate the man?  But years later it occurred to me that there was one man to whom I had been doing this all my life – namely myself.”

Indeed it is so.  The lesson here seems pretty straightforward.  If I can reconcile the sin/sinner conundrum with myself, well then, resolving it with that guy ought to be achievable.

Galveston early morning photo. No white sand beaches, no blue water, but still…

Zac Brown Band Song – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TJSUQQdEKSk

Today, from Mary Oliver’s The Swan:

“Of course!  The path to heaven doesn’t lie down in flat miles.”

Of course it doesn’t — though not for my lack of trying to make it, wishing it were, so.