Thank you Adam for the sorrow and joy inducing words, and more important, actions you live by. How wonderfully disturbing your newsletters are, and have been. Many, many Blessings upon your Communal Table on this of many Easter mournings! No, it’s not a typo.
This is a story full of respect for ancient practices, hope for the future and practical examples for the present. It contracts time (and space) and faces us with the reality of living in today’s world. Someone once asked "Who is my neighbour?" The answer was not primarily the person next door, but the (needy) person you meet as you journey through life.
Thank you, Adam, for retelling this story this day…
A very good and much needed word. May we live, actually live this out in all we do from the words or our lips, and our thoughts, and the actions of our hands. May God bless your work and the fruit of your life. And may we do likewise, loving without limit.
Thank you Adam for the sorrow and joy inducing words, and more important, actions you live by. How wonderfully disturbing your newsletters are, and have been. Many, many Blessings upon your Communal Table on this of many Easter mournings! No, it’s not a typo.
Mourning indeed. I had a thought as well that my surprise visitor arrived from the East ahead of the holiday named for that orientation.
This is a story full of respect for ancient practices, hope for the future and practical examples for the present. It contracts time (and space) and faces us with the reality of living in today’s world. Someone once asked "Who is my neighbour?" The answer was not primarily the person next door, but the (needy) person you meet as you journey through life.
Thank you, Adam, for retelling this story this day…
Beautiful reflection, Mark. The neighboring question is even more complex now than when that question was committed to scripture.
Yes, exactly!
And what might the ’door’ in ’next door’ mean today, in our world so full of virtual doors?
wonderfully disturbing...i echo that. Thank you. As for typos, Gérald, every time I try to type the word soil, it comes out soul.
Perhaps you know the book with that title, Soil and Soul? It's worth looking into.
Beautiful. Easter blessings to you and to all beings on the Farm.
And to you, Autumn.
A very good and much needed word. May we live, actually live this out in all we do from the words or our lips, and our thoughts, and the actions of our hands. May God bless your work and the fruit of your life. And may we do likewise, loving without limit.