grace

  • Today

    I am grateful,gracious God,for the gift of this day–undeserved, unearned. Thousands in this worldweren't given this day.For thousands,yesterday was it. Why me? Who among uswill receive the giftof tomorrow? And if we do,will we be grateful? Text and image ©… Continue reading

  • Worth Celebrating

    The fact that you exist–that you were createdand have  lived life to this moment–is an astonishing grace,a miracle worth celebrating. Think of some way–this minute,this hour–to honor that amazing fact,to honor your amazing self. Text and image © 2012 by… Continue reading

  • Looking for Truth

    Religion is,at heart,the story of grace. Whatever codes, creeds, morality, doctrinewe've piled on top of that story–it's all peripheral,optional,not central,not foundational,only created to assuageour insecurity. And if, by chance,these trappings slow you downon the upward climb to compassion,it's time to… Continue reading

  • India, July 31, 2012

    670 million people without power1/10 of the world's populationtwice as many people as live in the UStemperatures over 100 can you imagine? count your blessingsyou could live there, not here;it wasn't your choice Text and image © 2012 by Dirk… Continue reading

  • Love

    The one I loveis remarkably vulnerable,unabashedly transparent,hopelessly trusting,and absolutely beautiful. And I?I am undeservedly blessed. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • The Self-Made Man

    Ah,the myth of the self-made man(or woman). No such thing. However you define success(and there are many ways to do so),it's not something you achieve alone. If you believe you've "made it"because of your own dedication and hard work,your are… Continue reading

  • To Change the World

    To acknowledge life's sadness    is not to be conquered by it.One can nod one's head    to the inevitability of loss,but turn and embrace grace, compassion, hope, joy… This is the course of those who change the world–and the world yet to come. Text… Continue reading

  • On the Sixth Day of Christmas

    If he's just arrived,isn't this when he needs us most–this neonate, this babe,so fragile, so absolutely dependent? Shouldn't we get the place ready,clean things up a bit,replace alienation with reconciliation,suspicion with trust,and greed with grace? He came in 2009,and we… Continue reading

  • Invitation

    I follow the pathand step, without hesitation,into the beautiful abyss,where, like a snow-laden cloudor a silver-winged dove,I drifton the updraftsof grace. Follow me.  Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.  Continue reading

  • Sleep Calls Me

    Sleep calls meon a quiet Saturday afternoonwhen the ironing and vacuuming are doneand it's not yet time to start dinner. She calls me from the bedroom,where she's already lured the catsinto one, black, circular mass of slow breathingand entwined limbs.… Continue reading