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Re-re-re-reading
I just finished reading Margaret Mitchell’s Gone with the Wind for the fourth(?) time, though, honestly, I’ve probably read parts of that book three times, parts of it six. I just can’t seem to stay away from it and end up rereading at least half of it every late spring/early summer. Whatever the exact number, I can…
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The Royal Wedding
The Royal Wedding was beautiful: the flowers, the music, the gown, and- of course- the fabulous array of hats. But this event was not just a stunning example of a wedding ceremony, but of a liturgy. It was set in a gorgeous chapel, featured traditional English hymns, and presented a rich theology in both the message…
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Sit
I might just sit here for a bit. Here, where I am at once everyone and no one. Where I can hear men talking, dog-walking. Where I can watch mothers and children- ducks, squirrels, human. Where I can trace the birds’ antiphony from tree to tree. Where I am just another flower refreshed by a…
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A Thank-You Note to Public School
Aside from social studies, mathematics, English, sciences, fine arts, physical education, and leadership development, one huge thing I learned during my years of schooling is to write thank-you notes. It doesn’t matter if it was a small favor like lending a book or a huge favor like driving me to school every day, it deserves…
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“To Leave” (and a snippet)
Let me premise this by saying that this is not intentionally about death and I am not dying (except to get out of school). Once again, this was inspired by my favorite little running route and the feathered friends who live there. (Speaking of birds, there is a little snippet at the end of this…
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Daniel and the American Empire
Throughout the book of Daniel, we see the interactions of men of faith with an ungodly empire. Not only does this biblical account document their faithful lives and the sustenance of an even more faithful God, but it provides a practical example for how we as believers are to live in society under a human…
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Mariners
We are mariners, mariners we, made for the land, parted from sea from that second day and still – striving as on the earth to fill- drawn by its alluring, billowy waves- we drink down the depths to find watery graves. . We hear the call, that age-old call, a whisper first, a breeze enthralls,…
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“Easter morn rose grey with fog”- A Poem for Easter Sunday, 2018
Easter morn rose grey with fog -anticipation hid- No dawn’s light to testify to what the Savior did. . Still we know and sing aloud of the Risen Son And yet the part that strikes me most was that on Friday done. . Rising up is natural; the sun never stays down. What is more…
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Tenebrae: a sonnet
Awhirl before my eyes did swirl the sparks As one by one the candles turned to smoke And sitting there in silent, stillest dark, A flicker burned within and I awoke. . I felt a pang for that dear body broke That bled betwixt time and eternity. It seemed I saw His image in the…
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Fairy Dust
I am a firm believer in dandelion wishes. Now, I don’t mean to say that I think they always come true, but I know the joy that comes of finding the perfect, fuzzy blossom, squeezing my eyes shut tight, and whispering a little prayer as its petals dance away on my breath like pixie parasols.…
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Weekday Communion: a little poem
In God alone my soul finds rest And oft I meet Him here: In the quiet, dim narthex, Breathing the churchly air. Babies here have been baptized And joyful couples wed; Funerals tearful bade goodbyes And pow’rful scriptures read. But as I sit now quietly- No sound but for the organ- I rather think this…
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