Rest begins with things undone.
I sit down and every undone task joins in a Siren call:
Rest begins with things undone.
I sit down and every undone task joins in a Siren call:
I toss a stack of weeds into the green waste bin and call out, “It’s time to plant seeds!” Continue reading “Carrots and Glory”
Sometimes I wonder,
Given all that’s happened between us,
All our long history,
Can it really be different?
What is a reconciled world
Really like,
With all our half-hearted attempts at love
Standing in the middle? Continue reading “Victory Prayer”
The most important questions cannot be asked with a
what,
when,
where,
why,
how.
The fundamental questions require a Who. Continue reading “Ask Me a Question…”
1.
Your love, O Lord, has substance I can feel,
A weight that holds this anxious wand’rer still,
Arrested by the strange, forgotten peal
Of heart-strings played at their Creator’s will.
Today I passed a man who carried within him
What I could not see, could not touch