Faithing, to Faith as a verb

 

Week Forty-Nine Summary

 

Contemplation and Science

 

December 1 – December 6, 2024

 

 

 

Sunday 
If our God is both incarnate and implanted, both Christ and Holy Spirit, then an unfolding inner dynamism in all creation is not only certain, but also moving in a positive direction. 
—Richard Rohr 

Monday 
God comes into the world in always-surprising ways so that the sincere seeker will always find evidence. Is sincere seeking perhaps the real meaning of walking in faith?  
—Richard Rohr  

Tuesday 
Science can purify religion from error and superstition; religion can purify science from idolatry and false absolutes. Each can draw the other into a wider world, a world in which both can flourish. 
—John Paul II 

Wednesday 
Just as all began (from the Big Bang, or the Word, depending on whether you are talking about physics or the New Testament) and expanded into the myriad forms that are permeated with the One, all returns to Oneness, which could be described as the cosmic Body of Christ. 
—Joy Andrews Hayter 

Thursday 
I did not seek a new worldview; rather I went in search of truth and found love at the heart of all things. All knowledge is true knowledge—whether in the sciences or in the humanities—if it moves one to fall more deeply in love. 
—Ilia Delio 

Friday 
Every time we are drawn to look up into the night sky and reflect on the awesome beauty of the universe, we are actually the universe reflecting on itself. And this changes everything. 
—Brian Swimme and Mary Evelyn Tucker 

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Copy-and-pasted sans permission from Fr Richard Rohr's meditation for today. His Saturday posting always wraps up the week, summarizing each day's post.

To me, as what my seminary New Testament professor called himself, "the ultimate skeptic," Rohr's theme for the week hits home bullseye, dead center. Seeking the Truth, tentatively finding, hearing I AM speaking to me, certainty of that fading over Time, knowing that what I seek is beyond human knowing but seeking anyway. 

Where? Seeking where? Not outside me, as from atoms to galaxies the Universe is too solid, visible, provable. So, inside me, Schleiermacher insisting that a sense of the infinite is implanted within each of us, the inclination to faith as a verb.

Day seven: Sabbath.

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