Showing posts with label Jesus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jesus. Show all posts

Friday, April 5, 2013

Resemblance

Good Friday 2013 by rchoephoto
Good Friday 2013, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


My confidence comes from the belief that all human beings
resemble each other, that others carry wounds like mine – that 
they will therefore understand. 

Orhan Pamuk, My Father's Suitcase

Friday, March 29, 2013

Character

Crucifixion 2a by rchoephoto
Crucifixion 2a, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


     The real test of a man is not how well he plays the role he has
     invented for himself, but how well he plays the role that destiny
     assigned him.

        Jan Patočka

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Religion and Art

RIC_3640-1 by rchoephoto

RIC_3640-1, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


Religion and art share the capacity to help us renew our awareness of the ultimate questions:
who we are , where we have come from, and where we are going.

Gregory Wolfe,
"Intruding Upon the Timeless,"
Intruding Upon the Timeless: Meditations on Art, Faith, and Mystery


Sunday, September 26, 2010

What is inside you


RIC_5887
Originally uploaded by rchoephoto

If you bring forth what is inside you,
what you bring forth will save you.
If you don't bring forth what is inside you,
what you bring forth can destroy you.

Jesus, Gnostic gospel of Thomas

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Question to ponder


RIC_4597
Originally uploaded by rchoephoto

What did you do when the poor
suffered, when tenderness
and life
burned out in them?

Otto René Castillo
Robert Márquez, ed. Latin American Revolutionary Poetry

Monday, April 5, 2010

Life


RCC_8360
Originally uploaded by rchoephoto

Life can only be understood backwards, but must be lived forwards.

Søren Kierkegaard

Friday, December 25, 2009

Truth about stories


RC1_8823
Originally uploaded by rchoephoto


The truth about stories is that that's all we are.

Thomas King, The Truth About Stories: A Native Narrative

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Gift



It is not because we have value that we are loved, but because we are loved that we have value.  Our value is a gift, not an achievement.

William Sloane Coffin