Archive for the ‘human spirit’ Category

A people’s vision that speaks of Life, of sacrificial means for the recurrent renewal of life, and of suffering for identity with the source of life, is a vision that can neither be destroyed, denied nor ignored, even though such has been attempted. Advertisements

I feel that this award was not made to me as a man, but to my work–a life’s work in the agony and sweat of the human spirit, not for glory and least of all for profit, but to create out of the materials of the human spirit something which did not exist before. So […]

Because here’s something else that’s weird but true: in the day-to day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship. And the compelling reason for maybe choosing some sort of god or […]

God speaks


God speaks to each of us as He makes us, Then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You, sent out beyond your recall, Go to the limits of your longing. Embody me. Flare up like a flame And make big shadows I can move in. Let […]

Qualling at the mighty range of secret truths which yearn for birth, I haste To contemplate undazzled some one truth, Its bearings and effects alone–at once, What was a speck expands into a star, Asking a life to pass exploring thus, Till I near craze. I go to prove my soul! I see my way […]

The day the world ended, God sat quietly alone in a huge room, alternately dozing off and turning the pages of a fat scrapbook. God could remember everything, and this no doubt saddened Him. Far below Him there were, here and there, people floating in boats and still –many of them, anyway– praying. There were […]