Pentecost weekend. It has seemed to me sometimes as though the Lord breathes on this poor gray ember of Creation and it turns to radiance - for a moment, or a year, or the span of a life - and then it sinks back into itself again, and to look a… | Karl Duffy May 18 | Pentecost weekend. It has seemed to me sometimes as though the Lord breathes on this poor gray ember of Creation and it turns to radiance - for a moment, or a year, or the span of a life - and then it sinks back into itself again, and to look at it no one would know it had anything to do with fire, or light. That is what I said in the Pentecost sermon. I have reflected on that sermon, and there is some truth in it. But the Lord is more constant and far more extravagant than it seems to imply. Wherever you turn your eyes the world can shine like transfiguration. You don't have to bring a thing to it except a little willingness to see. The words of the narrator, a dying minister, to his son in Marilynne Robinson, Gilead | | | | You can also reply to this email to leave a comment. | | | | |
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