In the Church before Evening Prayer be silent. Pray, too, sometimes. Talk to Him. Good advice from another. Each season passes, the work of prayer goes on, as can be done. We are mortal, passing through, but you, O Lord, are eternal. Have mercy. Resting In The Lord Seeking Christ, I rest in His strength during contemplation. Sometimes, my mind is like so many thoughts, monkeys going on about busy business, that I must quiet it. Resting in Christ is a help; each day I open myself to the Lord, and listen, aware, yet still, sensing His perfection. Pursuit of God, some call this. Funny pursuit, waiting on the Lord. Book Report: a Poem Reading a book about God tells me He is Holiness, Qodesh, the End of creation, the Wholly Other. I am flesh, soul, and spirit. So says “The Benedictine Way”, a book about living. Tell me, what does this book say: Man must face God. The tremendous awesomeness, a monk writes. This before lovableness of Christ’s humanity. The monk’s words.So goes my review. Day sun to evening and night moon, we tend our weeks, recognizing the difference between God and self. (CAPTION) The Church of the Holy Sepulchre, Jerusalem --- the site of Calvary, of Jesus’ Tomb and of the Resurrection. Photo: Anonymous