Monday, September 16, 2019

Found, again


‘Or what woman having ten silver coins, if she loses one of them, does not light a lamp, sweep the house, and search carefully until she finds it? When she has found it, she calls together her friends and neighbors, saying, “Rejoice with me, for I have found the coin that I had lost. (Luke 15:8-9)

Found, again

Sometimes I thank you for the damnedest things. And mean it.

Today, I thank you, O Lord, for all the things in my life that have made me a moody soul. I thank thee for all the people who have hurt me and forced me to feel my heart deeply. Thank you for the struggles and disappointments that sometimes make me sad and depressed.

Thank you for all of it. If I didn’t feel these things as I do, I would have sought you with less energy and resolve. I would have been content with average, with good enough. I would not have plumbed the depths of my soul to feel my need, and I would have missed the ecstasy and elation of knowing you, the Love who finds me in spite of myself.

You are Seeking Love, I proclaim again and again, always believing it is true, always aching to be found.

Then there is today, this very day when, amid the quagmire of emotion, you find me once more, and I thank you for who I am, for what this life has made of me, for all it—the good, the bad and the painful, for successes and failures, for rejections as well as the appreciation that have greeted me on the journey.

You find me in my darkness and tell me, again, that it is for a holy purpose, for the sharing of a very great love that you have made me as I am—weak, vulnerable, needy, attuning my senses to every expression of the Love you are, the Love who finds me, again and again. 

Thank you for being who you are … that I may be who I am. Yours.

Pr. David L. Miller




Monday, September 09, 2019

Made for joy


So he told them this parable: ‘Which one of you, having a hundred sheep and losing one of them, does not leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness and go after the one that is lost until he finds it? When he has found it, he lays it on his shoulders and rejoices. And when he comes home, he calls together his friends and neighbors, saying to them, “Rejoice with me, for I have found my sheep that was lost.” (Luke 15:4-6)

Made for joy

The joy of children reveals the heart of God and the heart our Lord wills for us.

The Holy One seeks our heart in a million ways through graces and beauties, blessings and smiles, each glowing with the heart of Eternity, eager for us to know that Love prevails and always will, in every circumstance, even those most difficult.

Like children whose hearts are free because they know caring eyes and arms are always there for them, we, too, are intended to know. Knowing, we live.

Life … is to know the hungry heart of the Great Love who hunts for us, seeking to find and fill every lost corner of our lives until we are home, fully and forever, rejoicing, sharing God’s own joy at having his lost ones safe in the divine arms.

So look and see. Open your heart to everything this day brings. Every grace and smile, however small and seemingly insignificant, is a sacrament of the Love who aches for your nearness.

Every beauty and each drop of renewing rain from gray morning skies is intended for your awakening.  

Hold out your hand. Feel the dew of heaven that greens earth’s old crust. The Loving Mystery seeks you in all that is life, eager to carry you home that our joy may be complete.

Pr. David L. Miller





Monday, August 26, 2019

That smile


I love the Lord, because he has heard
  my voice and my supplications. 
Because he inclined his ear to me,
therefore I will call on him as long as I live. (Psalm 116:1-2)

That smile

I call to you today, O Lord, for I know that you hear me. Even more, I know that you cherish this life and that nothing in me is to be held back. You want to hear it all as if you didn’t already know the inner voice of my soul even before I utter a word.

Speak each thought and word, you say, each emotion, frustration and joy, inviting me to come close to you with that smile that tells of your love.

And for reasons I will never understand, seeing, feeling your divine smile evaporates whatever weighs heavily on my heart. Tangled knots of emotion release their grip. The heart, suddenly free, floats … lighter, higher, joined as one in that smile of Love you are.

It is a great mystery to me how this happens, as are you.

But in that moment … in this very moment … I know I am heard. I know I am welcome. I know I am cherished. I know that my existence and well-being is important even in this world that grows more impersonal every year.

I know as the heart knows, so I call on you. For you are the Love who hears me.

Pr. David L. Miller







Monday, August 12, 2019

Every. Single. Time.


Jesus said "Very truly, I tell you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit. Those who love their life lose it, and those who hate their life in this world will keep it for eternal life(John 12:24-25)

Every. Single. Time.

I stand at the brink of a new time, a new chapter in which I may more fully (and finally!) become myself, that soul the Loving Mystery within aches for me to become.

There is excitement, anticipation of finding the great joy for which the soul most longs. But every new beginning starts with an ending, and endings are about letting go, something I have never done well.

There have been too many letting go moments, although no more than in any other life, I suppose. Those moments come to mind now, especially the painful ones—places I didn’t want to leave … ever, people with whom I spent precious times of joy and immense pain, moments that blessed me beyond every expectation … and still do.

I savor them in the graced halls of memory, wishing I could transport myself back in time to those people and places to laugh with them again and give proper thanks, holding them in the arms of the love the years have only burnished.

Bittersweet melancholy, however, does not obscure this undeniable hope for that great More the longing soul can never receive, except by opening hands and heart to what the loving Lord of our lives has yet in store.

Whatever comes, I know: It will be laced with the Great Love that has sought and found me on the journey despite my failures of faith and courage. That’s the way this Love is, this Wonder who holds us and always will.

Our lives are like this. We let go, however unwillingly. We turn the page to the next chapter, not knowing what that is. We experience thousands of little deaths, before our final one. And each time, every single time, Love has an answer, and that answer is the Love who fills us again and again with the life that is eternal, now.

Pr. David L. Miller





Thursday, August 01, 2019

It's you


‘The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field, which someone found and hid; then in his joy he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field. ‘Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant in search of fine pearls; on finding one pearl of great value, he went and sold all that he had and bought it. (Matthew 13:44-46)

It’s you

You are a pearl of inestimable value, priceless. Never doubt that. Never denigrate yourself. And never allow anyone to make you feel small. It’s a lie.

For you bear a mystery. Christ, the Infinite Love fully enfleshed in Jesus of Nazareth, lives in you. This is your truest identity, a treasure hidden in the depth of your soul, of every soul.

We can deny it, ignore it, bury it … or allow it to be buried … beneath thousands of distractions that prevent us from listening to our hearts. But the pearl of great price is always there, a gift hidden in the depths of our humanity, awaiting discovery.

Our deep joys lead us to the place this treasure is found.

What fills you with energy? What awakens generosity of spirit? When do hope, faith and love fill you? When does your heart swell with joy and exhilaration? When does gratitude for life spill from your lips … and perhaps your eyes, too?

Such questions open the treasure of your soul, revealing who you are … who Christ is in you.

Infinite Love lives in you, a Love who wants you to know how loved you are, a Love who longs to live through your life, a Love who shines from your face and fills you with the joy of knowing ... the treasure you are.

Pr. David L. Miller











Monday, July 29, 2019

Smiles of knowing


 If you then, who are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will the heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him!’ (Luke 11:12-13)

Smiles of knowing

If we pray only for what we need or think we need … or to avoid something we fear, we miss the greatest gift.

The language of spirit sounds ethereal, unreal, something floating about or … woo-woo, especially in this age when only that which is material and measurable is considered real and worth examining.

You cannot nail spirit down. It is like the wind. It blows where it will, Jesus says, and you cannot control it.

But we surely know its presence. The presence of spirit is life and energy, vigor and confidence. The absence of spirit … to be dispirited … is a state of enervation, wasting, sadness. Verve and joy fade to gray.

But not today. Today, every day, the greatest gift is given.

The One who is Life and Love pours out Spirit that asking … we may receive ... and receiving … we may know Life and Love coursing through our hearts, as mysterious as it is immeasurable and unquantifiable, yet as real as the smile on our faces.


Smiles of knowing a Spirit most holy, from an ever-generous Source. Just ask.

Pr. David L. Miller




Monday, July 22, 2019

Just one


 Martha was distracted by her many tasks; so she came to him and asked, ‘Lord, do you not care that my sister has left me to do all the work by myself? Tell her then to help me.’ But the Lord answered her, ‘Martha, Martha, you are worried and distracted by many things; there is need of only one thing. (Luke 10:40-42a)

Just one

I need just one thing today, you, Beloved One.

Morning dawns, and the world impinges on consciousness with no concern for my inability to sort and single out the tasks of the day. Each cries for attention at once, reducing me to immobility and a nagging sense of inadequacy.

The mind flails in one direction and then another trying to get a handle on the day to make it all feel controllable.

This is nonsense, of course. Life rushes ahead at its pace, not ours. We control very little, and the needs of the day quickly bury awareness of the one thing our monkey minds need that will allow us to breathe … and enter a place of peace.

So breathe … and know; there is One who looks at you and smiles. That smile is your peace. It gives you everything you need to take life one step, one moment, one task, one challenge, one conversation at a time.

The Love that shines in the holy smile of Christ speaks your name, not “Martha, Martha,” but my name, your name. “David, David, take a breath … and listen to the Love that whispers the truth.

“Do what I have placed on your heart. Just one thing. Then move on to the next, knowing everything that gets done … and what cannot be done … rests in the warm light of my smile, as do you. Always.

Pr. David L. Miller