A Flood of Praise Praise for this resinous wood the stalls, skylight, and great door swinging. Praise for the pairs of birds, beasts, reptiles all this flying, calling, stomping, braying, slithering. ...Read More
We don’t begin today. We began a thousand – thousand mornings ago with others, whose curious hearts, hurting and hopeful, worn weary, yet still watchful led the way longing. The famous one...Read More
For many years now I have marked Advent by postings daily writings, reflecting with characters from the Great Story: Creation to Bethlehem. My joy has been increased over the past two years by inclu...Read More
I consider myself a Birder even though I don’t often have the pleasure of experiencing rare sitings or uncommon birds. I have grown fond of the common bird, always happy to appear for my enjoy...Read More
There are some that dread the end of summer’s more expansive rhythms…but not me. I reach (all summer I think) toward September. So with a great exhale, I say ‘Welcome me Septembe...Read More
What is the nature of ‘surprise’? There is something of anticipation and something of mystery in it. Yet we shouldn’t forget that it can be delightful or devastating, or both. ...Read More
Nightlife It is too early, but I can’t sleep anymore, a lifelong reality I have sometimes appreciated more than right now. Caleb is also awake. I can hear him in his restlessness – also a lifelong...Read More
I’ve been thinking about conversation and what a gift it is. Of course there are conversations we avoid, ones that go nowhere, stilted and barbed ones, but I’m rather fond of the ones th...Read More