“No need to wonder…” – Ruth Bidgood

No need to wonder what heron-haunted lake

lay in the other valley,

or regret the songs in the forest

I chose not to traverse.

No need to ask where other roads might have led,

since they led elsewhere;

for nowhere but this here and now

is my true destination.

The river is gentle in the soft evening,

and all the steps of my life have brought me home.

 

–   Ruth Bidgood  (as quoted in “Lost In Wonder: Rediscovering the Spiritual Art of Attentiveness”, by Esther De Waal.   Please let me know if this is not accurate.)

 

 

 

 

“…I felt my heart strangely warmed…” John Wesley

May 24, 1738

In the evening I went very unwillingly to a society in Aldersgate Street, where one was reading Luther’s preface to the Epistle to the Romans.  About a quarter before nine, while the leader was describing the change which God works in the heart through faith in Christ, I felt my heart strangely warmed. I felt I did trust in Christ alone for salvation; and an assurance was given me that He had taken away my sins, even mine, and saved me from the law of sin and death.

Christian Wiman: “The sick person becomes very adept…”

The sick person becomes very adept at distinguishing between compassion and pity.  Compassion is someone else’s suffering flaring in your own nerves. Pity is a projection of, a lament for, the self.  All those people weeping in the mirror of your misery?  Their tears are real, but they are not for you.

My Bright Abyss, page 157.  (Farrar, Straus, and Giroux: NY)