Reflections

I am delighted to share another beautiful submission for the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Rich Lewis’ reflection on being nudged by God. Is God Nudging You? What are you doing with the questions you are asked by others? Are these questions God nudging you to take a specific action? Let me share two questions that I was asked that I believe were God nudging me to take further action upon. Before I share my first question, let me provide some background information.  In early 2014, I began reading Healing The Divide: Recovering Christianity’s Mystic

I am delighted to share another beautiful submission for the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Gracia Sears’ reflection on art and service. I sit in  the living room of our condo; I can see the Gulf of Mexico from where I sit. I savor this space.  It is my “cell” for three months of the year.  I read, I walk, and do small watercolors in my attempts to capture the essence of this seascape with its western view, its sunsets.  I have long savored sunsets and like many people seek them in the many places

I am delighted to share another beautiful submission for the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Kathie Hempel’s reflection on being a monk at the grocery store. What is your intention when you go to the grocery store? Years ago I heard a popular television Bible teacher say God had taught her a lot about excellence at the grocery store.  Simple things like taking the cart back or putting things she had decided not to buy back in the spot they came from. Ouch! How do we actually represent our beliefs throughout our day? How do

I am delighted to share another beautiful submission for the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Gil Stafford’s reflection on walking the many paths of pilgrimage. I have walked Ireland, coast-to-coast. Alone. I’ve walked the Wicklow Way with several pilgrim groups. I have also walked a pilgrimage with my sister through the physical and mental handicaps of Prader-Willi Syndrome. I’ve walked to death’s doorway with my mom. I’ve walked the failed pilgrimage of being the president of a university. I walked the mid-life career change. Pilgrimages take many forms. Traipsing through the forest of life. Climbing