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James Behrens

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JAMES BEHRENS: God writes His stories through our lives

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JAMES BEHRENS: Christmas a time to see, love as God does

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JAMES BEHRENS: Thank God for both the joys, and sorrows in life

I have enjoyed writing letters for as long as I can remember. I like to think that letter writing is my modest contribution to the continued existence of the U.S. Postal Service. But I suppose some may say it is a compulsion.

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JAMES BEHRENS: Find peace in a balance between active, contemplative actions

More to the point, in the human person, the two worlds become one. We live from active and contemplative ways of being in the world. Yet there are still tensions between individuals who rally for the primacy of one way (active) over the other (contemplative) or vice-versa.

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JAMES BEHRENS: Brother Alphonse embodied the honesty, purity found in a true monk

There is a saying that good things come in small packages. And so it is that a small package, say, a gift, can contain something of no great size but of immense value. People can be the same kind of gift. Such was Brother Alphonse. He passed away last week and we rejoiced in his going home to God and, at the same time, mourned his leaving us.

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JAMES BEHRENS: We can find our home in God, and each other

We are born with an instinctive longing for the place we feel most at home. For some, that place is a room with a nice reclining chair and a remote. For others, a mansion might fit the bill.

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JAMES BEHRENS: Power within us should be attributed to God, not ourselves

Consequences are the ingredients that make up the news fodder every second of every day. A live news feed does exactly that. It lives off a ravenous appetite for the consequent nature of events, both good and bad.

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JAMES BEHRENS: God is with us in our sleep and wakefulness

I can still hear the voice of my mom when she called up to the third floor to wake me and my brother up to get ready for school. Her call always ended with the words “get up now or you two will miss the bus.” If we were too enmeshed in slumber and fell back to sleep, mom then summoned dad and his thunderous voice woke us up very fast.

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JAMES BEHRENS: As we labor in life, we share in God's work

Earlier in the week, I roused myself from my desk and went for a walk. Going down to the rear of the retreat house, I followed the path down the hill to the heavy equipment garage.

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