by Abigail Whitehouse | Nov 18, 2015 | Contemplative Life
I recently had the privilege of leading a small memorial service for my great aunt and uncle and shared these words below. I hope they minister to you, as they ministered to me and my family in our time of grief. I was reading scripture earlier this week and God led...
by Bill Haley | Nov 15, 2015 | Liturgical Seasons
Soon, well already actually, you’re going to get slammed with the commercialization that surrounds the Advent and Christmas season. Very little in the holiday season is going to be calling you to engage the deep meaning of it, the Person, the Baby, the One Who Came,...
by Bill Haley | Nov 13, 2015 | Contemplative Life
The Stones of Prayers and Dreams by Bill Haley We walked through rain and dripping heather Conscious of the gift of the place, Aware that “together” was our greatest gift. So the weather could not dampen our joy On that Emerald Isle, The place of prayers and dreams....
by Abigail Whitehouse | Nov 10, 2015 | Vocation
As part of Abigail’s internship, Duke asked her to collect answers to several questions about Coracle. Below are the questions and answers from the Coracle staff that reflect their thoughts on the ministry. Responses from Bill, Director of Coracle and Corhaven;...
by Abigail Whitehouse | Nov 4, 2015 | Contemplative Life
When Bill asked me to write about my experience as an intern this summer, I felt overwhelmed. How could I begin to put into words the gift that was my ten weeks at Corhaven? I can’t. However, I can tell you one thing and that is this: my internship at Corhaven...
by Coracle | Nov 2, 2015 | Contemplative Life, Peacemaking
The following post was originally posted on this site by Yonce Shelton (Spiritual Director with Coracle). During our trip to Israel and Palestine, we met with lifelong peacemaker and former Archbishop Elias Chacour. After he shared his story of commitment to...
by Bill Haley | Oct 30, 2015 | Contemplative Life
I Shall Emerge Someday by Bill Haley I shall emerge someday a nugget of gold though covered with clay I shall emerge someday mud made to gold though covered with clay Rising from the pit gold though covered with clay I shall emerge someday Some will see clay, some...
by Bill Haley | Oct 27, 2015 | Contemplative Life
Since the first centuries of the Christian church until now, across the Catholic, Orthodox, and Protestant spectrum, noteworthy leaders have made the same assertion, and it is a bold one. In the 2nd century, St. Irenaeus said it: ‘Through his transcendent love, our...
by Bill Haley | Oct 23, 2015 | Contemplative Life
Thrust by Bill Haley Trust in God’s goodness, Faith in his power; These are the weapons To get through this hour. These the tools, These the bedrock Diving in an ocean of love A heaven of love Without words, without knowledge Naked intent Desire full bore Undone and...
by Coracle | Oct 20, 2015 | Vocation
The following post was originally posted on this site by Yonce Shelton (Spiritual Director with Coracle). “Vocation is just there,” said Dr. Emilie Townes. She was speaking to a group of us gathered to explore helping young adults in intentional communities...
by Coracle | Oct 18, 2015 | Contemplative Life
by Kit Elmer God has had me on a journey of desire. He reminded me recently of the story of Bartimaeus. He is a blind man begging along the streets of Jericho. When Jesus comes along he shouts “Jesus son of David have mercy on me!” Everyone is telling him to be...
by Bill Haley | Oct 16, 2015 | Contemplative Life
Present, Speak Today by Bill Haley Present, speak today It matters not the voice A kiss from the salt sea spray A pleasant wind’s embrace Long listening of a trusted friend Soft strong words said clear It matters not how you send But, you, speak So I can...
by Coracle | Oct 14, 2015 | Contemplative Life
Chris and her family attend Restoration Anglican Church, and here she reflects on a truth we’ve come to see again and again and again, that when God is ready to move he can do that very quickly, and he’s ready when we’re ready, and he knows when that is. Hers is a...
by Bill Haley | Oct 9, 2015 | Contemplative Life
Eucharist* by Bill Haley The new day breaks with golden hue and sunlight fills the room, with promise and peace and promises of peace, three coming inconsistently while they wrestle with a season’s gloom. But still they come, a warrior trinity to fight fiends and...
by Wade Ballou | Oct 6, 2015 | Contemplative Life
There is nothing that can replace the absence of someone dear to us, and one should not even attempt to do so. One must simply hold out and endure it. At first that sounds very hard, but at the same time it is also a great comfort. For to the extent the emptiness...
by Coracle | Oct 4, 2015 | Coracle News
Adventure. Challenge. Fear. Wonder. Risk. Beauty. Pain. Transformation. Joy. God. Journey. And quiet Awe. Several years now into the thing that is Coracle, looking back, these are words that indeed reflect what we’ve experienced, and so many others now. And we’re as...
by Coracle | Oct 3, 2015 | Spiritual Direction
The following post was originally posted on this site by Yonce Shelton (Spiritual Director with Coracle). “The Scream” is a well known painting by Edvard Munch. Whether you think it scary, unnerving, confusing or something else, it presents an element of real life....
by Bill Haley | Oct 2, 2015 | Contemplative Life
Skye by Bill Haley Skye crouched in the corner like a coiled spring, his little balled up body so small it was almost hidden despite no solid thing to cover or shield him. The walls on either side gave no inch though he tried to pinch more tightly in, not yet having...
by Bill Haley | Sep 29, 2015 | Contemplative Life, Spiritual Direction
It’s one of the greatest pictures and promises in the Bible, and for many of us, one of the most frustrating. The picture and promise is that God speaks, and that he speaks to each one of us. Implied in this is that we can hear him. And that’s where the...
by Bill Haley | Sep 25, 2015 | Contemplative Life
Matthew 14 by Bill Haley Your face is hidden by the water wall While howling wind drowns the echoes of the call “Come.” I came to follow, not to fall Yet sink I do! Why bid Then hide in the hour I most need You? “After seeing, do you not see? Is...
