In 1877, Jesuit priest Gerard Manley Hopkins wrote the poem “God’s Grandeur,” the first line of which states, ” The world is charged with the grandeur of God.” Soon, colorful lupine will cover Maine fields and roadsides giving testimony to that fact. Nothing can match nature’s beauty. Centuries of prophets, poets, artists, writers, theologians, andContinue reading “Unruined Grandeur”
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The Plot
A photo captures a second and holds it still forever. It is a glimpse of an unfinished story without words or plot. The “because”, the “why” are left to our imagination. In contrast, we live through vanishing seconds while searching for the plot of our incomplete but developing stories. From these fragmented experiences, we composeContinue reading “The Plot”
Just A Glimpse
Andrew Young, a Scottish poet, compared his ongoing but somewhat futile quest for meaning to searching for lady slippers: “…I peer in every place: Seeking for what I cannot find/ I do as I have often done/ And shall do while I stay beneath the sun.” (Lady-Slipper, Orchid) We “see”, and we are amazed atContinue reading “Just A Glimpse”
Valleys and Mountains
In his hand are the deep places of the earth; The heights of the mountains are his also . Psalm 95:4 Not everyone agrees with this Psalmist’s sentiments. The origin and the vastness of our universe both hide and declare great mysteries. Whether one accepts creation as secondary to happenstance, or to intelligent design, orContinue reading “Valleys and Mountains”
Sweet Words from Maine 