Advent 2012 (Third Saturday)

  Christmas Bells I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old familiar carols play, And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth, good will to men. I thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along the unbroken song Of peace on earth, good will to men. And in despair I bowed my head: "There is...

Advent 2012 (Third Friday)

  Brown leaves are everywhere like an ugly, soggy blanket, and I want snow so badly I ache. I want to be tucked in beneath that still, beautiful whiteness. I want to sleep on and on and forget how ugly this world is. How broken. I pray for snow, and I tell God I don’t want to live in this world anymore. I don’t want to wake up day after...

Advent 2012 (Third Thursday) A Guest Post

Today, Amy Lepine Peterson returns the favor and shares these powerful reflections with us. There is so much wisdom here, I'm taking my time, reading and rereading. These are words I know I need right now. Thank you, Amy. /// /// Advent is a season of darkness, of waiting for the light; but I’m warier of darkness than I used to be. When I was...

Advent 2012 (Third Wednesday)

  I met Amy at The Festival of Faith and Writing in Michigan last spring. During a five minute chat, we discovered we'd attended the same college, attended the same college-town church, majored in English lit., and had recently found ourselves at home in episcopal churches. Needless to say, we kept in touch. I'm delighted to share this...

Advent 2012 (Third Monday)

I reserve Mondays for poetry, but, truthfully, I keep opening books and closing them again. The loss of so many children and their teachers is too heavy, and I have no poem for you today. My head is bursting with words I want to share: words of anger, words of lament. But I think it better to follow the example of Job's companions: "they sat...

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