Sunday Morning

You are the doubter and the doubt,
worshipping a book you can’t read.

The awful quiet in your heart
is not the peace you were promised,

not the trembling hush before a revelation,
not a prelude to an earthquake,

not God’s silence, but his breathlessness.

~ Traci Brimhall, from “Gnostic Fugue,”  from Our Lady of the Ruins


Photo: Noell Oszvald.  Post inspired by quote from Mindfulbalance: “In our own lives the voice of God speaks slowly, a syllable at a time. Reaching the peak of years, dispelling some of our intimate illusions and learning how to spell the meaning of life-experiences backwards, some of us discover how the scattered syllables form a single phrase.” ~ Rabbi Joshua Herschel, Between God and Man.



  1. ‘How to spell the meaning of life’ – perfect.

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  2. The perfect meditation on this quiet Sunday morning….

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  3. And…bam!

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  4. perfect… as a priest (Episcopal) these words stir deep within.

    especially… ‘worshipping a book you cannot read…”

    Peace this sabbath

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  5. The quiet in the heart invites…worshiping anything takes us away from…

    Sent from my iPhone


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  6. The quiet in the heart invites…worshiping anything removes us…

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  7. Beautiful.

    That last line — In our human magnificence, in our being here, in being ourselves – beauty and the beast, light and darkness, we take God’s breath away.

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  8. Enigmatic and mysterious, as God was meant to be, and lovely as a sunrise on a quiet winter’s day.

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  9. A lovely post

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