Our job as humans is to make admiration of others and adoration of God fully conscious and deliberate.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the importance of being intentionally aware of our appreciation for others and our devotion to a higher power.
Richard Rohr suggests that as human beings, we have a responsibility to consciously acknowledge and appreciate the beauty and worth of those around us, as well as to cultivate a deliberate connection and devotion to God. This intentionality fosters deeper relationships and spiritual growth, urging us to move beyond passive admiration into a more active and thoughtful practice of gratitude and reverence.
In practice
In a motivational speech about gratitude during a community gathering.
My scientist friends have come up with things like 'principles of uncertainty' and dark holes. They're willing to live inside imagined hypotheses and theories. But many religious folks insist on answers that are always true. We love closure, resolution and clarity, while thinking that we are people of 'faith'! How strange that the very word 'faith' has come to mean its exact opposite.
The gift of darkness draws you to know God’s presence beyond what thought, imagination, or sensory feeling can comprehend.
I cannot illustrate huge differences between male and female spiritualities except in their starting points, style and fascinations along the way. This is significant, however, and has huge pastoral implications: men must be challenged in the world of doing; women must be challenged in the world of relating.
Much of the Christian religion has largely become “holding on” instead of letting go. But God, it seems to me, does the holding on (to us!), and we must learn the letting go (of everything else).
We do not think ourselves into new ways of living, we live ourselves into new ways of thinking.
I've had the good fortune of teaching and preaching across much of the globe, while also struggling to make sense of my experience in my own tiny world.
The whole life lies in the verb seeing.
Everything that touches YOUR life, must be an instrument of YOUR liberation or tossed into the trash cans of HISTORY
I sat in the gradually chilling room, thinking of my whole past the way a drowning man is supposed to, and it seemed part of the present, part of the gray cold and the beggar woman without a face and the moulting birds frozen to their own filth in the Orangerie. I know now I was in the throes of some small glandular crisis, a sublimated bilious attack, a flick from the whip of melancholia, but then it was terrifying...nameless...
A life truly lived constantly burns away veils of illusion, burns away what is no longer relevant, gradually reveals our essence, until, at last, we are strong enough to stand in our naked truth.
faith without doubt is addiction
As there is a use in medicine for poisons, so the world cannot move without rogues.
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