- There, and Back Again Travel always welcomes a reset for me. The new environs gives me a new headspace. It’s normally the seemingly mundane trips away from home where I find myself reorganizing the content with my mental / spiritual / technological borders. I’ve just returned from nearly a week in Indianapolis, and this trip was no different. I’m […]
- So Unconcernedly Still and Wide These days I am finding that the Spirit talks to me just as loudly through old poets as through ancient Scripture. I wrote this down a few days before the New year, as I re-read Letters to a Young Poet. There is so much that we are waiting for, but there is no measuring with […]
- 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 […]
- (It won’t be long, now. I know.) And you arrive, quietly, in the guise of sonnets in little books, in the comforting looks of friends in my dreams at night. Please do not pass me by, oh, I will be the dust waiting in the crevice of the ancient rock. Come, gentle wind, or violent storm– while my heart informs mind that […]
- The Majors: God’s Theater I’ve been reading through the major and minor prophets since summertime. I have some observations on the bigguns, the majors. I’ve scribbled them in my journal. (Feel free to add or subtract.) What I Notice in Isaiah, Jeremiah, and Ezekiel: 1. God is willing to put the prophets on a stage and write them rated-R […]