Last-Minute Gifts to Make a Bummer Pandemic Holiday Slightly Better
Well, you can tell Mom and Dad that “you” will indeed be present. And “you” will have lost a great deal of weight. And they
Well, you can tell Mom and Dad that “you” will indeed be present. And “you” will have lost a great deal of weight. And they
Lately I’ve been feeling a lot of emptiness. Deus absconditus. This darkness is evidently nothing new, seeing as there’s a Latin name for it. Where
Good news, bad news. The good news is that tomorrow is Pentecost, so we get to sing Spirit-centric songs and think about exciting things like
Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters. —
No lights were on, not even a candle. The dusk of the day through the opaque glass ceiling over our chancel area yielded just enough
After a long hiatus, guest columnist Pious Petunia returns with wise and timely guidance along the Lenten pilgrim path.
Bare pots of dirt: that’s my preferred symbol this Advent. Bare trees, dead leaves, winter stillness. It occurred to me the other day, stopping and
Come and more than hover, come and root
in rock-hard hearts, ignite us, hurricane us, earthquake our ache,
for we are empty caves,
One night, I dreamed it wasn’t just me. Every other old codger had gone silent. It seemed that any man over about age 50 could
I wonder if that is the true definition of wilderness: places where we find ourselves unprepared and bewildered. No solution seems obvious or forthcoming. Sometimes