I've lived here at the community with Marsha, my wife, since its founding in 2003. I serve in various ways from pastoral care to landscape maintenance; from coffee brewing to bar keeping.

Author Archives: David Morrison

Epiphany 2020

“For this season of Epiphany, let’s seek God for a sharpening of our senses that we may experience love and truth revealed in the scriptures, one another, and through all creation…”

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“Prayer is sitting in the silence until it silences us, choosing gratitude until we are grateful, and praising God until we ourselves are an act of praise.” -Richard Rohr

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Recreation

“The General Dance…”

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God in Exile

“In those moments of surrender, when I allow the Spirit to move into that painful space of rejection, I become the refugee and the wanderer. And in this embrace, the Spirit renovates that empty space into ‘home.'”

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A Trembling and a Fascination

“When you come face to face with all that’s unknown and unseen; instead of making a stand against it (out of fear); may you find the grace to fall furiously into faith, hope, and love.”

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Night Waiting…

A Winter Blessing….

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We Awaken in Christ’s Body

“Christ awakens as the Beloved in every last part of our body…”

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Third Week of Advent 2019

“When we honestly look at the suffering of the world, reality will not allow us to become blind optimists. When we honestly look at the unrelenting love of God expressed in ordinary people, reality will not allow us to become cynical pessimists.”

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A Meditation on Thanksgiving

For all these I make an act of Thanksgiving this day. I pass before me the mainsprings of my heritage: The fruits of the labors of countless generations who lived before me, without whom my own life would have no meaning; The seers who saw visions and dreamed dreams; The prophets who sensed a truth greater than the mind could grasp and whose words could only find fulfillment in the years which they would never see; The workers whose sweat has watered the trees, the leaves of which are for the healing of the nations; …The restlessness which bottoms all I do with its stark insistence that I have never done my best, I have never reached for the highest; The big hope that never quite deserts me, that I and my kind will study war no more, that love and tenderness and all the inner graces of Almighty affection will cover the life of the children of God as the waters cover the sea. All these and more than mind can think and heart can feel, I make as my sacrament of Thanksgiving to Thee, Our Father, in humbleness of mind and simplicity of heart.

-From Meditations of the Heart by Howard Thurman

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