Scripps Sunday #135 - Thesis Edition

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I got to go to a Taizé retreat on Saturday, and this is something that I wrote as a reflection from the morning prayer time. There are pieces that I wrote with you in mind from this weekend with some of the disappointment you've held, and I hope it brings you some encouragement this week as you bring together so much work you've done on your thesis. 

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This life is a classroom.

We are here to learn to love.

That’s it.

All the lessons,

all the failures,

all the disappointments,

all the celebrations,

all the joys,

all the encounters,

all the possibilities,

are part of our curriculum.

We are learning

and unlearning.

We are growing.

We are always on the way.

We are here to learn to love.

Lord, keep us soft

and continue to help us to

hold tenderly

this day

this earth

this family

these friends

these enemies.

We are here to learn to love.

Beloved is where we begin and

we are learning again and again

to return to that.

We are here to learn to love-

to turn towards God, others, and ourselves.

Lord,

teach us,

root us,

grow us. 

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