“there is little enthusiasm for the patient acquisition of virtue, little inclination to sign up for a long apprenticeship in what earlier generations of Christians called holiness. Religion in our time has been captured by a tourist mindset. . . . We go to see a new personality, to hear a new truth, to get a new experience and so somehow to expand our otherwise humdrum life.”5”
― Liturgy of the Ordinary: Sacred Practices in Everyday Life
― Liturgy of the Ordinary: Sacred Practices in Everyday Life
“The practice of confession and absolution must find its way into the small moments of sinfulness in my day. When it does, the gospel—grace itself—seeps into my day, and these moments are transformed. They’re no longer meaningless interruptions, sheer failure and lostness and brokenness. Instead, they’re moments of redemption and remembering, moments to grow bit by bit in trusting Jesus’ work on my behalf.”
― Liturgy of the Ordinary: Sacred Practices in Everyday Life
― Liturgy of the Ordinary: Sacred Practices in Everyday Life
“Czesław Miłosz wrote in his poem “One More Day”: Though the good is weak, beauty is very strong . . . And when people cease to believe that there is good and evil Only beauty will call to them and save them So that they still know how to say: this is true and that is false.21”
― Liturgy of the Ordinary: Sacred Practices in Everyday Life
― Liturgy of the Ordinary: Sacred Practices in Everyday Life
“Coffee was first invented by Ethiopian monks—the term cappuccino refers to the shade of brown used for the habits of the Capuchin monks of Italy. Coffee is born of extravagance, an extravagant God who formed an extravagant people, who formed a craft out of the pleasures of roasted beans and frothed milk.”
― Liturgy of the Ordinary: Sacred Practices in Everyday Life
― Liturgy of the Ordinary: Sacred Practices in Everyday Life
“I couldn’t find words, but I could kneel. I could submit to God through my knees, and I’d lift my hands to hold up an ache: a fleshy, unnamable longing that I carried around my ribs. I’d offer up an aching body with my hands, my knees, my tears, my lifted eyes. My body led in prayer and led me—all of me, eventually even my words—into prayer.4”
― Liturgy of the Ordinary: Sacred Practices in Everyday Life
― Liturgy of the Ordinary: Sacred Practices in Everyday Life
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