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The modern biographers worry
‘how far it went,’ their tender friendship.
They wonder just what it means
when he writes he thinks of her constantly,
his guardian angel, beloved friend.
The modern biographers ask
the rude, irrelevant question
of our age, as if the event
of two bodies meshing together
establishes the degree of love,
forgetting how softly Eros walked
in the nineteenth century, how a hand
held overlong or a gaze anchored
in someone’s eyes could unseat a heart,
and nuances of address not known
in our egalitarian language
could make the redolent air
tremble and shiver with the heat
of possibility. Each time I hear
the Intermezzi, sad
and lavish in their tenderness,
I imagine the two of them
sitting in a garden
among late-blooming roses
and dark cascades of leaves,
letting the landscape speak for them,
leaving us nothing to overhear.
Lisa Mueller, “Romantics: Johannes Brahms and Clara Schumann”
Within the Christian story there is the depth and richness of troth in friendship. Dan Allender reminds us that troth is an old term that meant “pledge of fidelity.” Naomi did not disappear into the outer fringes of Ruth and Boaz’s marriage and family life. Friendship fidelity prior to marriage is honored, respected, cherished within marital vows. Enduring friendships were not set in contrast to marital vows. In our modern romantic scripts, ‘She’s just a friend’ conveys a distance from vows, commitments, passion—a peripheral existence to the heart of the family. However, the bond between Naomi and Ruth did not drift away or become marginalized when Ruth married.

Dan Brennan, Sacred Unions, Sacred Passions: Engaging the Mystery of Friendship Between Men and Women

This passage doesn’t deal specifically with male/female friendship, obviously, but that is book’s overall theme. There are terrific sections on same-gender friendship and friendship within marriage, too.

I wish I’d picked this book up five or six years ago. (Oh…it wasn’t published until last year.) Brennan keeps confirming so much of what I already knew and believed (or at least suspected and passionately hoped) about the glory and mystery of deep, spiritual friendship - but which I’ve recently begun to doubt, question, re-evaluate, perhaps even abandon. But Brennan’s work isn’t just validating (ha…); it’s also deeply edifying. This book is setting my mind at ease about some issues, convicting and challenging me in others. I’m just over halfway finished, but already I *highly* recommend it.

Both in the Bible and in tradition, the spirituality of friendship is presented as hungering for the good, the beautiful, and the true.
Dan Brennan, Sacred Unions, Sacred Passions: Engaging the Mystery of Friendship Between Men and Women
Brothers, have no fear of men’s sin. Love a man even in his sin, for that is the semblance of Divine Love and is the highest love on earth. Love all God’s creation, the whole and every grain of sand in it. Love every leaf, every ray of God’s light. Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things. Once you perceive it, you will begin to comprehend it better every day. And you will come at last to love the whole world with an all-embracing love. Love the animals: God has given them the rudiments of thought and joy untroubled. Do not trouble it, don’t harass them, don’t deprive them of their happiness, don’t work against God’s intent. Man, do not pride yourself on superiority to the animals; they are without sin, and you, with your greatness, defile the earth by your appearance on it, and leave the traces of your foulness after you—alas, it is true of almost every one of us! Love children especially, for they too are sinless like the angels; they live to soften and purify our hearts and as it were to guide us…
Fyodor Dostoevsky, “Conversations and Exhortations of Father Zosima” (Chapter III, Book VI, Part II), The Brothers Karamazov
None of us has the power to make someone else love us. But we all have the power to give away love, to love other people. And if we do so, we change the kind of person we are, and we change the kind of world we live in.

Rabbi Harold Kushner (via dirtcrumbgoddess)

Amen.

(Reblogged from redviena)

So I took what you left me and put it to some use.

Good Morning!

Reblogging this specifically for the second-to-last sentence.

…Amen.

reconcilingthehours:

I rediscovered something.

There is a chapel attached to my school.

I embraced the dawn as it filtered through the entire spectrum of colored glass, greeting the new day with the joy of a young mother for her child.

Thank God for every day and the responsibility of loving it with all my heart.

Good morning!

(Reblogged from reconcilingthehours-deactivated)