I wanted to do something to mark the death of the Coptic Christians. The state of the world right now is a great sadness. Over the years the Coptic Icons have meant so much to me. I post these icons in prayer as a way to combat the evil which has been done to these poor men and all those who have lost their lives in this holy war.
Wendell Berry is one of my favorite poets. I find solace in this particular poem at a time like this .
The Peace of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with fore thought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free
Wendell Berry (1934 –