Jesus, I feel like there's been so much, but when I've finally come to you I have nothing to say. But maybe that's a good thing. The other day, after Keelan's college graduation, I was waiting around Davidson for her to be ready to leave and took a walk in the woods. I sat in prayer and just … [Read more...] about I just listened.
It has been long since I have heard the voice of Jesus. Today I was overwhelmed with stress and my seemingly endless responsibilities. I talked to my mom on the phone and she told me to rest in God's providence. However, it was not so much resting on God's providence as hearing her cheerful voice … [Read more...] about Come to me when you are weak
Abakanowicz writes, “To make something more durable than myself would add to the imperishable rubbish heaps of human ambitions.” She wants what she creates to share her mortality. She asks, “How to give vent to this innate defeat of life other than by turning a lasting thought into a perishable … [Read more...] about Ashes Like Bread
While Isaac left behind beautiful words in his journal, he left more words in those he touched personally. Isaac was remembered last week at Davidson College's Awards Convocation. The convocation announcement features Isaac … [Read more...] about Written on our hearts
"The two disciples recounted what had taken place on the way, how Jesus was made known to them in the breaking of bread." This began our Gospel reading yesterday. The same two disciples said, "Did not our hearts burn within us while he talked to us on the road, while he opened to us the Scriptures?" … [Read more...] about A direct encounter
On April 29, 2020, Isaac posted this painting on Instagram, which he called Awaiting the Joyful Light. He wrote, "I finished this a few weeks ago. I painted it entirely plein air with fingers numb from the cold between 5 and 7 in the morning." Elsewhere, he drafted the … [Read more...] about Awaiting the joyful light