The Ashes of Memory

Like the sailor who watches his home shore gradually disappear, I watch my past recede. — The Diving Bell & the Butterfly, Jean Dominique Bauby
Sometimes we make a mistake so tragic that we pay for it over and over again, even though over time we can no longer remember what we did or why.
I was asked recently whether it is as important to forget as well as forgive. I answered that God always forgives, we are always called to forgive, especially ourselves, but it is not necessary or even healthy to forget. Time and wisdom will do that all on their own.

Ears and Tongues

For the ear tests words as the tongue tastes food. Let us discern for ourselves what is right; let us learn together what is good. — Job 34:3-4
There is a lot packed into these two sentences. We learn in grammar school that food tastes differently depending on what part of the tongue is stimulated. The book of Job suggest we hear words similar to the way our tongue tastes foods. Isn’t it true that context affects the way we hear what is said. Hateful words heard in one context may be playful and loving words in another. Who amongst us hasn’t felt misunderstood? Who hasn’t uttered words that as expressed were sweet, but to the listener the words land bitter and sour.
I also noticed that the author of Job suggest that what is right is different than what is good. Notice we should discern what is right for “ourselves,” but learn “together’ what is good. What do you think he means?
Food for thought. I’m interested in your opinion. W.


Things happen every day and every hour we find unimaginable. For as Jesus told his disciple, “all things are possible with God.”

Five years ago I received an transplant — a procedure deemed unimaginable when I was born, but “all things are possible with God.”
We don’t meditate often enough on the unimaginable, but perhaps we should. This week dare to imagine the impossible for “all things are possible with God.”


I have been spending the last week with some of my children and grandchildren, and I admit feeling a little old.

Their world goes by and they are so hopeful and young. I wonder where do I stand in relation.
There is a common misconception that the moment we are old we have reached our final destination. Not so.
All of us still have destinations to reach and journeys to take that are still within reach. Our goals being that we are still reaching and still traveling until our last breath.