By Bren Dubay
Februry 2021

Radical sharing. That’s what we are so much about at Koinonia. Whether it is material goods, our time, or our unique gifts, we strive to be about feeding the hungry, physically and spiritually. One way we work to feed the spiritually hungry is by sharing our voices and perspectives through our writing.

Have you taken a look at our blog lately? I admit, I am partial to writers and writing. I am lucky to live with some very talented people. And they are sharing with us — so much is happening, so much to share. There is a whole lot of writing going on and we hope there is a whole lot of reading going on, too. Here are a few recent blog posts I think you’ll love.

Koinonia member Elizabeth tells the story of Caranza and Maisie Morgan, important friends to Koinonia during our early years. Koinonia member Steve shares another one of his favorite artists, musician Charles Bradley, and the importance of lament in our life and culture.

Through the years, many of our guests have commented how much they like that each of our guest rooms are named for a peacemaker. By each door is a framed biography about her or him. Well, we just launched the “Peacemakers” series so you can read about these peacemakers, too. Thank you, author Katie Miles.

There are two audio downloads of Clarence Jordan sermons (more to come) available on our online store. Read Elizabeth’s introduction of the project and Katie’s review of the first two sermons and come back to read and hear more as the work continues to digitize all of the recordings we have of Clarence speaking. 

Pass on the word and the links to friends and family about these writings. Guests coming and going during this time of pandemic is restricted but there are still ways to share.

In that spirit, I want to share a few quotes about Lent by writers I admire. My hope is that they will enrich you and your observance of the season.

No act of virtue can be great if it is not followed by advantage for others. So, no matter how much time you spend fasting, no matter how much you sleep on a hard floor and eat ashes and sigh continually, if you do no good to others, you do nothing great. — St. John Chrysostom

The boa digests slowly. The habit digests slowly. — Charles de Leusse

Lent is a time for discipline, for confession, for honesty, not because God is mean or fault-finding or finger-pointing but because he wants us to know the joy of being cleaned out, ready for all the good things he now has in store. — N.T. Wright

God is not interested in your art but your heart. — Ifeanyi Enoch Onuoha

We suffer these things and they fade from memory. But daily, hourly, to give up our own possessions and especially, to subordinate our own impulses and wishes to others – these are hard, hard things; and I don’t think they ever get any easier. You can strip yourself, you can be stripped, but still you will reach out like an octopus to seek your own comfort, your untroubled time, your ease, your refreshment. It may mean books or music – the gratification of the inner sense – or it may mean food and drink, coffee and cigarettes. The one kind of giving up is no easier than the other. — Dorothy Day, The Reckless Way of Love: Notes on Following Jesus.

A guilty suffering spirit is more open to grace than an apathetic or smug soul. — Edna Hong 

I imagine Lent for you and for me as a great departure from the greedy, anxious anti-neighborliness of our economy, a great departure from our exclusionary politics that fears the other, a great departure from self-indulgent consumerism that devours creation. And then an arrival in a new neighborhood, because it is a gift to be simple, it is a gift to be free; it is a gift to come down where we ought to be. — Walter Brueggemann, A Way Other Than Our Own: Devotions for Lent

O Lord and Master of my life, take from me the spirit of sloth, faintheartedness, lust of power, and idle talk. But give rather the spirit of chastity, humility, patience and love to your servant. Yea, O Lord and King, grant me to see my own sin and not to judge my brother, for You are blessed from all ages to all ages. Amen. — St. Ephraim the Syrian