Category Archives: Reflection
Light is that geode, planted like a seed, his body a seed buried in stone. And he is the word… from an Advent poem by Sarah Crowley Chestnut. (click on the image to read more of Sarah’s poems) Advertisements
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“A Saint, His Cloak, and Us” by the Rev. Dr. Andrew McGowan
The figure on the far left was one of those slow-speaking old-country men you just want to put up your feet by the fire in a room with and listen with to the long silences. He passed away a long … Continue reading
“Faith is a difficult artwork: continually giving, ever unfinished. Might it not then better serve our battered selves (and our threatened earth) to imagine religion as something other than an avatar of shame or opiate against death? We might recall … Continue reading
“Life stories do not simply begin and end. They are stories of transformation: they link the present to the past and to a possible future and create lasting ties among subject, scribe, and reader.” João Biehl, Vita: Life in a … Continue reading