I CRIED WHILE YOU SMILED
I held you in my arms today and cried while I hugged you. Not because of any broken thing…
WHAT AM I LOVING WHEN I LOVE GOD
Searching, perhaps in peril, for a way to articulate the ineffable.
WHO STEWARDS THE SILENCE
“Human community is the universal obligation to live fully ourselves and to live well with others. […] Benedictine spirituality depends on personal commitment and community support…” - Sr. Joan Chittister
RELIGION IS KNOWN FROM THE INSIDE
“for a religion is known from the inside.” - Simone Weil
THE SLAVE REDEEMED
Maundy Thursday Reflection
I, like Weil, could witness countless men and women rise from the grave and not be moved in the slightest bit to regard them as holy or divine. And, with her, if the Gospels were to omit all mention of the resurrection of Christ, it would not impede my adoration. What is sufficient for me is the love so deep, so high, so broad. The love that kneels down and becomes nothing, taking on the form of a slave. That produces for me “the same effects that the resurrection does for others.”
BEYOND THE NECESSARY: LAVISH, NOT TECHNIQUE
Holy Monday Reflection.
Lavishing will save the world, not calculative management.
A PATH FROM ME TO YOU
Kenarchy Journal Vol.6
Jon Paul Robles
Abstract
At the root of oppression and violence is the reduction of fellow human beings into mere objects. Broken modalities of human engagement continue to rupture our world. Through the lens of the Anthony Ray Hinton story, this paper imagines a path from dehumanization to a humanizing encounter, even with the most unlikely “other.” Drawing from the philosophies of Martin Buber and Simone Weil, I examine what lies at the center of these fractured paradigms of relation and survey the life-giving possibilities that open up to us when we see the other as truly sacred, free from control or ownership.
“There is a path from me to you that I am constantly looking for, so I try to keep clearand still as water does with the moon.”- Rumi