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This is the final post for Value of Sparrows. Thank you for all your warmth, support, and enthusiasm. With all my love, [...]


  • Letting God Know You Are Serious Julia Marks
    I realized that I was at THAT point in a prayer the other day: the point where I have to step out and get bold. In prayer, there are a couple of elements that are significant, both to the one praying and to God.  The Act, if we should call it [...]

My writing

  • The Basic Construct by Julia Marks
    I have been urged to write about the content of my visions by people and by God for many, many years.  I had two major objections to such an action on my part: first, I assumed people would come after me with pitchforks and lighted torches because of my blatant insanity; and, second, I was overwhelmed by the challenge of having to “translate” the vision into English. This latter challenge was most acute when it came to my visions on the structure of souls.  It wasn’t so much [...]


Thomas Merton poetry

  • trappists working thomas merton
    Now all our saws sing holy sonnets in this world of timber Where oaks go off like guns, and fall like cataracts, Pouring their roar into the wood’s green well. Walk to us, Jesus, through the wall of trees, And find us still adorers in these airy churches, Singing our other Office with our saws and axes. Still teach Your children in the busy forest, And let some little sunlight reach us, in our mental shades, and leafy studies. When time [...]

Evelyn Underhill

  • The Magi And New Birth Evelyn Underhill
    From The School of Charity The story of the Magi shows the new life which has appeared within the rich texture of our normal experience, casting its purifying radiance upon the whole existence of man, the Light of the world, not the sanctuary lamp of a well-appointed church.  Cozy religious exclusiveness is condemned in this mystery.  It is easy for the pious to join the shepherds, and feel in place at the crib, and look out into the surrounding darkness saying, Look at those extraordinary [...]


  • Awareness Joyce Rupp
    From The Cosmic Dance At a certain point you say to the woods, to the sea, to the mountains, the world, Now I am ready. Now I will stop and be wholly attentive. You empty yourself and wait, listening. . . —Annie Dillard  When I deliberately pause to look and listen to life around me I discover an amazing harmony within myself and all of creation.  It is not always easy to stop, of course.  I may be able to slow down my body, to sit relatively still in a lawn chair or at my desk.  I may [...]