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The Contemplative Companion for Friday, October 6, 2017

For we did not heed the voice of the Lord, our God,
in all the words of the prophets whom he sent us,
but each one of us went off… 493 more words

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The Contemplative Companion for Thursday, October 5, 2017

Why are things the way they are on planet earth? Why so much suffering? Why so much violence?  Before answering these questions, please bear in mind that there is also a great deal of healing, love, joy, cooperation and harmony occurring all over the planet – it’s just that our attention, via our screens, is often drawn to that which distracts us the most from our higher-deeper possibilities (love, joy, kindness, wisdom), and that distraction is violence. 628 more words

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The Contemplative Companion for Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Violent events sear us with fear, but such events can also awaken us. As I watched the news coverage of the shootings in Las Vegas, I noticed that I felt again the reality of death, and pondered the miracle of life. 263 more words

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The Contemplative Companion for Monday, October 2, 2017

“…do not despise one of these little ones,
for I say to you that their angels in heaven
always look upon the face of my heavenly Father.” 339 more words

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The Contemplative Companion for Friday, September 29, 2017

orJesus saw Nathanael coming toward him and said of him,
“Here is a true child of Israel.
There is no duplicity in him.”
Nathanael said to him, “How do you know me?” 418 more words

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The Contemplative Companion for Thursday, September 28, 2017

Today, I am reminded of an important book in my life. Though there have been many, this book in particular was an early guide in setting my theological/spiritual course. 611 more words

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The Contemplative Companion for Wednesday, September 27, 2017

At the time of the evening sacrifice, I, Ezra, rose in my wretchedness,
and with cloak and mantle torn I fell on my knees,
stretching out my hands to the LORD, my God. 236 more words

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