Holy Reverie Blog

The Eternal Call

One of my all-time favorite books is a slim little volume by Parker Palmer called Let Your life Speak. Far from a how-to book, it’s a reflection of the author’s quest to discover his vocation. On page 2 he admits to moments when “the life I am living is not the same as the life that wants to live in me.” This awareness became for Palmer the doorway into the deep questions of his life’s meaning and purpose. I’ve purchased at least a dozen copies of Let... Read More
Posted by Robyn Maudlin at Wednesday, February 22, 2017 | 1 comments
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Living in the presence of God

The water is bluer than the sky, and the sand looks as if it has been dusted with snow. It’s late winter and the living is easy in southwest Florida. How lucky we are to be spending a few days in Naples, Florida. The plan is that this bit of R & R will get me ready for Lent at Calvary! All I can say is “so far, so good!” But my thoughts this morning are with you back at Calvary. Yesterday I preached a sermon based on a portion of Matthew’s Sermon on the Mount.... Read More
Posted by Robyn Maudlin at Wednesday, February 15, 2017 | 2 comments
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Something old becomes something new

by Kristin Lensch, Organist-Choirmaster This Friday night, Calvary’s nave becomes a concert hall. The 79 ranks and 4590 pipes of the organ become a symphony orchestra. The Great Hall becomes a grand reception hall. Something old becomes something new. Going to an organ recital can be quite novel, in fact! I would be a wealthy church musician if I had “a Hamilton” for every time I heard the words, “I had no idea it would be so fascinating!” If you’ve... Read More
Posted by Robyn Maudlin at Wednesday, February 8, 2017 | 2 comments
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Longing for light

The night sky has always fascinated me. I remember as a child lying down in the grass with my dad in the backyard waiting for the evening star to appear. On a clear evening, the sky would turn the loveliest deep cobalt blue. It looked like velvet and the emerging stars like diamonds. It was beautiful, yes, but not just that. The night sky was for me an invitation to enter a great mystery. A mystery I could not fathom but knew intuitively was safe and utterly trustworthy. I had no language... Read More
Posted by Robyn Maudlin at Wednesday, February 1, 2017 | 2 comments
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