Spiritual Journey

One is on a spiritual journey when one’s primary life intention is to deepen relationship with God through prayer practice, devotion and service. This is represented by consent to, and participation with, God’s unfolding presence and action within and without, in the ordinary circumstances of our life.

Regarding Prayers of Petition

Series: 
Q&A with Fr. Carl J. Arico

Q:  If I pray to remove sickness or pain, am I refusing God?  If I am to offer up my pain, how can I pray that it go away?

Q:  If I pray to remove sickness or pain, am I refusing God?  If I am to offer up my pain, how can I pray that it go away?  Or if I am to accept (I let go of the (my) desire to change this feeling or sensation) why would I pray to be relieved of the pain?  I would like to pray to feel better, I know Jesus cares about our physical afflictions, but I’m confused.

Walking Into the Dawn

Series: 
Voices of Community

Before setting out for morning services, John and I stood outside of our hermitage, which overlooked the valley and the monastery below, and gazed into the pre-dawn sky; the same sky we examined the previous evening after returning from Vespers, when John pointed out to me the mighty Orion. Now, as then, the moon and stars enchanted us...

Before setting out for morning services, John and I stood outside of our hermitage, which overlooked the valley and the monastery below, and gazed into the pre-dawn sky; the same sky we examined the previous evening after returning from Vespers, when John pointed out to me the mighty Orion. Now, as then, the moon and stars enchanted us, and so we delayed the start of our journey down the mountainside and to the monastery. Standing close together and bundled against the crisp, very cold mountain air, we scanned the mountain ridge looking to see where the sun would make its appearance.

A Quiet Communion

Series: 
Voices of Community

All things must have a start, even times of quiet contemplation.  After several days of hard cold rain on the Northern California coast ones thinking can become gray as the weather.  In my slow indoor “cabin fever” pace I can’t help thinking over my long past with its Lenten enhanced sorrowful sin episodes.  They hit me like machine gun bullets, so many incidents of shame and sorrow, bad fleshy decisions.

All things must have a start, even times of quiet contemplation.  After several days of hard cold rain on the Northern California coast ones thinking can become gray as the weather.  In my slow indoor “cabin fever” pace I can’t help thinking over my long past with its Lenten enhanced sorrowful sin episodes.  They hit me like machine gun bullets, so many incidents of shame and sorrow, bad fleshy decisions.  Like David in the scriptures “Lord, forgive the sins of youth” and God chastises those He loves.  Some of those decisions earlier on and some of late follow me li