Jane Campion’s ‘Top of the Lake’ explores the consequences of crime more than its solutions. Brendan Busse, SJ wonders if we’re “not merely interested in who deserves to die for pain, who did it, but how to keep living when we don’t know how to bear it.”
“As I walked home I began to recognize that the invitation to be so often rides in tandem with my desire to do, and would overtake it, if I’d only let it.”
Joe Simmons, SJ counts down 32 reasons to celebrate this Labor Day.
In those tearful moments, at the end of a long day, I was sure of something: like a new parent at the window of a hospital nursery, God marvels at us. And lingers.
Brendan Busse on the stomach-pain of leaving (Brazil, friends, World Youth Day) and the soft comfort of remaining (in love, across distance, in God).
“Severe”, “unfriendly” – the words hit too close to home. So I went back to dig around: what’s the desire underneath my reluctance? What do I want?
“I know no psychology of sleep, but I do trust my experience. I’ve grown accustomed to rushing through days long enough that I rarely let all the stuff that comes my way sink in…”
This can’t be what extraordinary looks like, I think. But it can. And it’s the holding out for something so perfectly special that keeps me from missing what’s right before me.
A missing pin for the map and the pulse of something deep inside the chest — Brendan Busse on the desire for identity and the nations awaiting us at Magis.
“Living in an old house, like listening to old music, reminds me that I’m part of something greater than I am, something broader.”