I am not an accredited interpreter of Scripture, but taking thought for the morrow is a wast of time, I believe, because all we can do to prepare rightly for tomorrow is to do the right things today. …The needed policy changes, though addressed to present evils, wait upon the future, and so are presentlyContinue reading “give up saving the world and start to live savingly in it”
Living without expectations is hard but, whenever you can do it, good. Living without hope is harder, and that’s bad. You have got to have hope, and you mustn’t shirk it. Love, after all, “hopeth all things.” But maybe you must learn, and it is hard learning, not to hope out loud, especially for otherContinue reading “life without expectations”
The very least you can do in your life is figure out what you hope for. And the most you can do is live inside that hope. Not admiring it from a distance, but live right in it, under its roof. By Barbara Kingsolver in Animal Dreams.
From the chorus at the end of “The Cure at Troy,” in Seamus Heaney’s translation of “The Philoctetes” by Sophocles: Human beings suffer, They torture one another, They get hurt and get hard. No poem or play or song Can fully right a wrong Inflicted and endured. The innocent in gaols Beat on their barsContinue reading “hope and history rhyme”
There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced himContinue reading “there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach”
There is a fine line between presumption and hope. Here’s one line that jumped out from something that I’m currently reading. I will be offline for a couple days. From To Change the World: The Irony, Tragedy, and Possibility of Christianity in the Late Modern World by James Davison Hunter, page 95.