This memoir reflects on key moments of the author’s early life, from childhood to his entering seminary, that reveal how God speaks to us in a variety of way. “A child takes life as it comes because he has no other way of taking it,” Frederick Buechner writes in this first of his autobiographical books. With this statement. This memoir reflects on key moments of the author’s early life, from childhood to his entering seminary, that reveal how God speaks to us in a variety of ways.

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What does the song of a swallow mean? I enjoy this short little memoir and its reflections on coming to a greater awareness of God, time, reality, relationships, and how to move through all this in one’s imperfect humanity. This is a beautiful memoir and does truly tell, not one frederjck story, but the story of many.

Introduction to The Sacred Journey

And that inward coronation takes place Oct 05, Joe Henry rated it really liked it. God speaks to us in such a way, presumably, not fredercik he chooses to be obscure but because, unlike a frederidk word whose meaning is fixed, the meaning of an incarnate word is the meaning it has for the one it is spoken to, the meaning that becomes clear and effective in our lives only when we ferret it jpurney for ourselves.

Buechner writes in extremely inviting prose, and the memoirs of his life are touching, relatable, and at times heart breaking.

Read for transformation, in community. The Sacred Journey is memoir, poetry and philosophy in one slim novel and I loved it! His recollections of childhood are especially profound. Their music was unique and unrepeatable and beyond describing in its freshness.

The Sacred Journey: A Memoir of Early Days

I started it on a reading-adventure-day in the sun with a johrney. The trouble with steeling yourself against the harshness of reality is that the same steel that secures your life against being destroyed secures your life also against being opened up and transformed by the holy power that life itself comes from.


So many of the experiences mostly “ah ha” moments, really that Buechner shares resonate with my soul. Hope That Brings Us Here. I’m so glad I finally got into this book.

The Sacred Journey by Frederick Buechner

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Out of the shadowy street comes a cry for help. He entere Frederick Buechner is a highly influential writer and theologian who has won awards for his poetry, short stories, novels and theological writings.

You might think, then, that having heard him speak would be a help in “hearing” imagining him speak the words of the text. Buechner’s biggest first splash of literary work was a novel A Long Day’s Dying, One powerful selection that rung me on self refl I was given this book by my brother-in-law, who has me figured out well.

Tragedy and happiness are examined and treated lovingly as the gift they were. This book is the one where I first realised that I love him as an author. After becoming a Christian and later deciding to attend seminary he says: You might think, then, that having Buechner’s biggest first splash of literary work was a novel A Long Day’s Dying, Buechner’s descriptions are sensual and rich.

I wrote these words at home on a hot, hazy summer day. Jul 29, Dayspring rated it it was amazing Shelves: I have looked through old letters and dug out old photographs. As to the meaning of what he says, there are times that we are apt to think we know. He recounts, with candor, humor and the clarity of hindsight, events which shaped him and directed his journey through childhood to young adulthood; and in so doing, shares his particular perspective on many of the rites of passage common to us all.

Never had I heard just such a coming together of sounds before, and it is unlikely that I will ever hear sacreed in just the same combination again. How he puts memories in such a wonderfully poignant place.

Introduction to The Sacred Journey – The Rev. Frederick Buechner

Jesus refused Satan’s crown, Buttrick said, but “he is crowned in the heart of the people who believe in him. Sacred Journey is that rare sort of worthy autobiography through which we learn about ourselves and are reminded of our lives.


We fail a friend, or a friend fails us, and we are appalled at the capacity we all of us have for estranging the very people in our lives we need the most. In much the same way, that is what I mean by saying that God speaks into or out of the thick of our days. He dwells longest on episodes that provoke him to Buechner assumes that, “the story of any one of us is in some measure the story of us all.

Some unforeseen act of kindness or cruelty touches the heart or makes the blood run cold. Just finished this short and wonderful jourbey of Buechner’s early days. Sep 12, Ricoandbeth Lighthouse rated it it was amazing. We sleep and dream. What I think I found, however, is that having read his text gives me a basis for imagining how he speaks, should I ever be so fortunate to hear him in person.

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He is very candid about his failures and his fears, his family and confused aspirations. He dwells longest on episodes that provoke him to reflect on more than the happenings. The problem with Buechner, in more very jaundiced view, is his love of more classical language that bears the stamp of another era.

A most painfully honest account of his early life Or Albert Schweitzer renounces fame as a theologian and musician for a medical mission in Africa, where he ends up even more famous still journeh one of the great near-saints of Protestantism; and again we are tempted to see God’s meaning as clarity itself. It’s old style lyrical. On the wall behind me, an old banjo clock was tick-tocking the time away.