"One thinks of the difficulty of starting anew each day. One is haunted by a conviction that one's work will never be finished as long as life lasts... What one sees one undoubtedly will continue to see into the indefinite future...I'm so thankful for the work that gives life a human face.
The morning prayer day after day, year after year, makes the long haul bearable. Life, and the work that gives life a human face, must be renewed, started over, again and yet again... To pray... is to taste death, to let go, cut loose. The world is in better hands than ours even though it is also in our hands."
Monday, October 22, 2007
The work that gives life a human face
My friend Dan pointed out this excerpt from Daniel Berrigan's book Isaiah exploring 33:2. In light of recent struggles we have been experiencing in our neighborhood, I feel a slight struggle to wake up and try it all again. Berrigan captures the ache of waking up, intending to go out again and turning the morning into a prayer of hope for the day ahead: