“You see him? You see him? By Almighty God, brothers. Open your eyes. Listen.”
— What the Wise Man told the Shepherds
Frederick Buechner, Secrets in the Dark: A Life in Sermons, “The Birth”
“You see him? You see him? By Almighty God, brothers. Open your eyes. Listen.”
— What the Wise Man told the Shepherds
Frederick Buechner, Secrets in the Dark: A Life in Sermons, “The Birth”
On January 1st, becomingflame.com went live with its first post and About page.
We focused on scriptures that talk about light (as opposed to darkness), beginning with the first ‘word’ of creation in Genesis, moving on to the Word who was with God before creation, who is the light of the world, the life of all people. We talked about the choice between light and darkness. Finally, we talked about being the light of the world ourselves.
We looked at a few prayers for different situations.
We looked at writings from Thomas Merton, Mary Oliver, and Frederick Buechner that emphasized how the anxiety and concerns of daily life can snuff out our flame, the flicker of our ‘real self’. We were repeatedly encouraged to pay attention in order tend to that flame.
It’s been great to have a conversation with Robert (whose blog I follow and enjoy). Would be great to have others join in 🙂
Finally, it’s been a joy for me to do this and to know that you take the time to check in. Grace and peace to all…
dw
…to run anything in this world…is like being lost in a forest of a million trees…and each tree is a thing to be done… A million trees. A million things. Until finally we have eyes for nothing else, and whatever we see turns into a thing.
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So how am I to say it, gentlemen? When he came, I missed him.
— The Inkeeper
Frederick Buechner, Secrets in the Dark: A Life in Sermons, “The Birth”
I can’t begin to convey the magic of Frederick Buechner’s sermon “The Birth”. Sermon isn’t really the right word. It’s more like three interviews with people who witnessed the event: the Innkeeper, the Wise Men, and the Shepherds. The quote above is from the Innkeeper’s account, his witness, his confession – that’s what it is in the end – his confession. And it’s my confession, too; maybe it’s yours.
I highly recommend Buechner’s book and that you read this particular sermon. What I have shared here doesn’t begin to do it justice.
Grace and peace to you…
dw