“We glide past each other. But why — why? Because we never dare to give ourselves.” -Dag Hammarskjold

we love with our innards

Ms. Tippett: Something I’ve always been intrigued by, though, in my conversations with Orthodox Christians, is how this attunement to, to the senses is also very earthy, also has a very earthy side. It’s not all just about gorgeous images in worship. And, you know, I just, I wanted to read this passage that you quoted in your book Incarnate Love, which, of course, is a central theme of the Easter story. And, you know, the example you used of talking about this is, is how it was articulated in, by Dostoevsky’s Ivan Karamazov, right?

Mr. Guroian: Yes.

Ms. Tippett: And you wrote, he said, “Alyosha, my boy, so I want to live and go on living even if it’s contrary to the rules of logic, even if I do not believe in the divine order of things. The sticky young leaves emerging from their buds in the spring are dear to my heart, so is the blue sky, and so are some human beings, even though I often don’t know why I like them. I’ll get drunk on my own emotion. I love these sticky little leaves and the blue sky. That’s what, you don’t love those things with reason, with logic. You love them with your innards, with your belly.“

Mr. Guroian: Yes. And of course, the irony, which is so often a device used by Dostoevsky is that the principal atheist who’s rebelling against God in the novel is articulating precisely what the Christian experience is or ought to be…

from this conversation.

LB

when the night has come…

and the land is dark
and the moon
is the only light we see
no i won’t be afraid
no i won’t be afraid
just as long
as you stand
stand by me

it’s curious how singing helps us feel safer in the dark. this video (served up on the daily dish) seemed like an invitation to have faith and solidarity as we wait for what we hope will come…

Stand By Me from David Johnson on Vimeo.

so, ’til the new dawn easters in, i’ll keep watch. you, find some rest. i’ll try and sing softly.

LB