Why the blackbird sings after supper
Three days after Easter I see my first red-winged blackbird by the river. I was sitting on the porch after supper. It was my son who spotted them first, and tol...
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A quiet season
It’s been a quiet season. I haven’t been writing much at all. There’s no lack of thought, of wrestling with ideas, or experimenting with words...
The lad with the paper bag lunch
I am the lad with the paper bag lunch. Five barley loaves and two small fishes. The food of the poor. Coarse, dark bread, that kind that gets shared with animal...
A New Prayer Goal for 2017
It’s ten days into the new year already, and I’m a little late for goal-setting. Our Christmas tree is still up. I’ve still been blasting the ...
Journey to the Heart of Christmas with Abraham’s Advent
It’s only the middle of November, but the journey to Christmas is already well underway. Is it just me, or have things gotten a little louder, a little f...