A mother's heart She rushed close enough to the cross to hear his voice. In his strained voice she heard faint reminders of the infant who babbled nonsense at her breast. Reminders of the little boy chanting the Psalms, and the young man whose voice cracked for months every time he called her ... Read More about Journey to Resurrection: Mother Mary
Journey to Resurrection: a Holy Week Series :: John the Beloved
Holy Week has always been a mystery to me. In my faith tradition, celebrating Lent and the events leading up to Easter was best left to the Liturgists. While Easter is equally important to Christmas, it lacked the anticipation and starry-eyed magic of the Christmas season. Instead, Holy Week was a ... Read More about Journey to Resurrection: a Holy Week Series :: John the Beloved
Words for Winter: Prayers for Winter Nights
Hello and Happy Winter Solstice to you! It's the darkest day of the year here in the Northern Hemisphere, and I thought you might need a few words to accompany you as we slowly move towards the light over the next few months. Winter's stark and spare beauty can be difficult to see ... Read More about Words for Winter: Prayers for Winter Nights
Small Acts of Faith
Hello and Merry Christmas, dear readers! In the past few weeks, we’ve waded into the waiting season of Advent. I’m waist-deep in memory and longing as I tuck Christmas decorations into corners of my home, thinking a bit about what once was and wondering about what could be. Advent embodies this ... Read More about Small Acts of Faith
Prayers for Autumn Evenings: A Gift for Readers
The trees lining a nearby neighborhood are tipped the color of wine. The green is so deep, it’s become another shade altogether, offering a hint of autumn on an afternoon drive. Fall is my favorite season, but I’m not ready for the romance of firewood and falling leaves just yet. I feel ... Read More about Prayers for Autumn Evenings: A Gift for Readers
Name the Uncomfortable
Last December, when the coming year still blinked like a star in our swiftly tilting universe, I decided on a whim to write a poem a day. As I juggled grading end-of-term research papers alongside the chaos of Christmas, I also juggled words in the evenings. I threw a few in the air and tried to ... Read More about Name the Uncomfortable