- “Crying against the weight of the entire planet” I find it helpful to contemplate Jesus from the point of view of the poets, because they artfully get into the minds of other unsuspecting characters. Madeleine reminds me that even Jesus needed a friend to help carry the cross on this Good/Awful Friday. I wish we had the content of the gospels in a […]
- Teach Me Some Melodious Sonnet I found a little old book on the shelves of the Pasadena House of Prayer (PiHop) last night. Dear Madeleine’s A Cry Like a Bell. I sat on pillows on the floor, turning hurried pages. My eyebrows were tall all throughout that worship set. (I didn’t mean to mis-write, and then strike the “pain.” But […]
- Rest Now, Madeleine. Dear Madeleine L’Engle died yesterday. She was 88. I read her classic tale (the one the publishers warned would probably fail), A Wrinkle in Time as a tween, and felt alive. So then I read A Wind in the Door, and Many Waters. Like C.S. Lewis, she had a way of dignifying children by writing […]
- To Play Like a Child Again I am in a season of anticipation: trying to rest, learning to listen, and waiting on God. Right now I’m feeling like a mass of dots aching to be connected by a smarter crayon. But today it was nice to take an hour long road trip with my Mama to the Trader Joe’s in Old […]