Frederick Buechner The world’s terrible fragility Much of the rest of the day I lay there on my back watching the endless TV replays of the unspeakably beautiful September morning with the plane, golden in the…
Mark Feldmeir Homesickness – the longing for home. Frederick Buechner points out that the word “longing” comes from the same root as the word “long,” in the sense of length and time, as in, “it’s a long line,”…
Frederick Buechner Humanly Best After Buechner's father's death, the family moved to Bermuda, rather to Grandma Buechner's disapproval: "You should stay and face reality," she wrote, and in terms of what was humanly best,…
Frederick Buechner Your Own Journey These two paragraphs conclude the introduction to Frederick Buechner’s first memoir: “The Sacred Journey” What I propose to do now is to try listening to my life as a whole,…
Frederick Buechner A Crazy, Holy Grace A crazy, holy grace I have called it. Crazy because whoever could have predicted it? Who can ever foresee the crazy how and when and where of a grace that…
Frederick Buechner With Great Laughter by Frederick Buechner Part of the farce was that for the first time in my life that year in New York, I started going to church regularly, and what was…
Frederick Buechner Life is With The temptation is always to reduce life to size. A bowl of cherries. A rat race. Amino acids. Even to call it a mystery smacks of reductionism. It is the…
Frederick Buechner Listen for Him The question is not whether the things that happen to you are chance things or God's things because, of course, they are both at once. There is no chance thing…
Frederick Buechner Alphabet of Grace Life itself can be thought of as an alphabet by which God graciously makes known his presence and purpose and power among us. Like the Hebrew alphabet, the alphabet of…
Frederick Buechner If God Speaks If God speaks anywhere, it is into our personal lives that he speaks. Someone we love dies, say. Some unforeseen act of kindness or cruelty touches the heart or makes…
