My first service with you was August 26th. Listening to God, I felt a deep calling to this place before I was asked, This St. Luke’s. I have been deep in prayer for God to reveal to me the direction He would like St. Luke’s to journey on. I think part of the journey is within as Christ Followers…Grant that as strangers and pilgrims we may at the last rejoice with all the faithful in your heavenly city; through Jesus Christ our Savior, who with you and the Holy Spirit lives and reigns, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.
From “Pilgrim Without Boundaries” by Ravi Ravindra...
We must start precisely from where we are,
in the midst of our life,
in the world, in this place,
at this time.
Our life is a symphony of which we are
The later notes and phrases are not going to be
any more authentic or sacred
than the ones we are now playing –
unless we ourselves are transformed.
Their quality will depend largely on what we
now try, and on what
intention and awareness we now bring.
Our ordinary daily life is the
very arena of our spiritual effort.
Those who seek the dimension
opposed to but different from that of
time and achievement
have a pilgrim soul.
They seek to enter the dimension
To be a pilgrim is to be a searcher,
a searcher for entry into the
dimension of eternity.
This cannot be known in ways
in which we know,
it cannot be reached by ways
we have already understood.
To set out on this journey,
it is necessary to know that we
do not know.
The struggle to know who I am,
in truth and in spirit is
the spiritual quest.
The movement in myself
from the mask to the face,
from the personality to the person,
from the performing actor to the
ruler of the inner chamber,
is the spiritual journey.
To keep the flame of spiritual yearning alive
is to be radically open
to the present time and to refuse
to settle for comforting
philosophical certainties, and social sanctions.
Who am I?
Out of fear and out of desire,
I betray myself.
I am who I am not.
I cover my face with many masks,
and even become the masks.
I am too busy performing who I think I am
to know who I really am.
I am afraid:
I may be nothing other than what I appear
Who wears this mask?
In response to a little knock
at the door of my consciousness,
“who is it?”
No naming is sufficient.
What I seek is to see and touch
the face of the One who calls.
We are – each one of us –
on a journey, a journey without end,
with a longing for the Infinite.
Some of us wish to speak
from a pilgrim soul
to another pilgrim soul.
What is a pilgrim soul?
It is a soul that says “not yet,”
that has a certain restlessness,
a willingness to put up with some discomfort,
a hunger for the unknown,
an inquiry, to no known fixed positions,
a reverence for the journey, a willingness to be surprised.
If you want to know how God is working in your life…look backward.