Tag: Contemplation
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Inheritance and Idolatry
The common interpretation of the word ‘inheritance’ is ‘what you get from your parents when they die’. In reality, though, an inheritance is far more than the material possessions left to you by your parents. What a child inherits from her parents is richer, deeper, and more profound than a sum of money. Who you…
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Mind: a contemplative companion to Chapter 6 of Growing up to be a child
I believe in the sun, even when it is not shining; I believe in love, even when I feel it not; I believe in God, even when he is silent Take time, in stillness and silence to contemplate the mystery of a God of presence, light and love who so often seems distant, cold and…
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Humanness: a contemplative companion to Chapter 4 of Growing up to be a child
This contemplation, based on chapter 4 of Growing up to be a child, explores what it means to be a human being. In his gospel, Luke recounts how the child Jesus ‘grew in wisdom and stature and in favour with God and with the people.’ Luke’s description suggests four domains or areas in which…
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Love: a contemplative companion to chapter 3 of Growing up to be a child
Our world is fragmented: creatures disconnected from creation, nations torn by powerful interests, families broken by arrogance and addiction, children crushed by violence and abuse, nature spoiled by thoughtless consumption. In this contemplation, while receiving God’s love for ourselves, we cry out to God – Earth Maker, Pain Bearer, Life Giver – for all those…
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Growing up to be a child: a contemplative companion
In Growing up to be a child I have explored what Jesus might have meant when he invited each of us to become like a little child. This is a radical and challenging invitation, one that calls us to a whole new process of development, one in which our heart and soul, and perhaps ultimately our body and…
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Dabbling with Ducks
All along the backwater, Through the rushes tall, Ducks are a dabbling, Up tails all! Ducks’ tails, drakes’ tails, Yellow feet a-quiver, Yellow bills all out of sight Busy in the river. – Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows I love Eddie Askew’s ability to take something as simple and…