Thursday, November 8, 2012
Lectio Divina One Hundred and Forty-Three
Monday, October 22, 2012
Lectio Divina One Hundred and Forty-Two
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Lectio Divina - One Hundred and Forty-One
Monday, September 3, 2012
Lectio Divina - One hundred and Forty
Tao Te Ching, trans. Stephen Mitchell. New York: Harper Perennial, 1982, #80.
If a country is governed wisely,
its inhabitants will be content.
They enjoy the labor of their hands
and don’t waste time inventing
labor-saving machines.
Since they dearly love their homes,
they aren’t interested in travel.
There may be a few wagons and boats,
but these don’t go anywhere.
There may be an arsenal of weapons,
but nobody ever uses them.
People enjoy their food,
take pleasure in being with their families,
spend weekends working in their gardens,
delight in the doings of the neighborhood.
And even though the next country is so close
that people can hear its roosters crowing and its dogs barking,
they are content to die of old age
without ever having gone to see it.
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Lectio Divina - One hundred and Thirty-nine
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Lectio Divina - One hundred and Thirty-eight
Tao Te Ching, trans. Stephen Mitchell. New York: Harper Perennial, 1982, #67.
Some say that my teaching is nonsense.
Others call it lofty but impractical.
But to those who have looked inside themselves,
this nonsense makes perfect sense.
And to those who put it into practice,
this loftiness has roots that go deep.
I have just three things to teach:
simplicity, patience, compassion.
These three are your greatest treasures.
Simple in actions and in thoughts,
you return to the source of being.
Patient with both friends and enemies,
you accord with the way things are.
Compassionate toward yourself,
you reconcile all beings in the world.
Monday, July 16, 2012
Lectio Divina - One hundred and Thirty-seven
Tao Te Ching, trans. Stephen Mitchell. New York: Harper Perennial, 1982, #45.
True perfection seems imperfect,
yet it is perfectly itself.
True fullness seems empty,
yet it is fully present.
True straightness seems crooked.
True wisdom seems foolish.
True art seems artless.
The Master allows things to happen.
She shapes events as they come.
She steps out of the way
and lets the Tao speak for itself.