Poetry, words, and words about words
the stones know something we do not
their tears now stain a palm-laden street
and cries reserved for a different day
burst out unsettled unstoppable unreserved
for today only the stones understand
who rides upon them
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Building a community for sinners, saints, and skeptics who join God in the renewal of all things
an anamcara exploring those close encounters of the liminal kind
“The idea behind spiritual practice is to help you discover the truth about who you are, who God is, and that in fact these two are not separate realities.”
The Beautiful Due
Collaborating with the Muses to inspire, create, and illuminate
...in such kind ways...
"That I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all thy wondrous works." Psalm 26:7
spirituality, sustainability, hospitality and community
simple people, living a simple life... sometimes wrong, but usually funny
Slow Down, Beguine Again: Spiritual Practices in Context
Theology, Imagination and the Arts
Soulful leadership in its many manifestations
Blog for poet and singer-songwriter Malcolm Guite
…in the thick of things
life, ministry, fatherhood, spirituality, and everything in between
REFLECTIONS & REVIEWS
Seeking that which is life giving.
… hope is oxygen
This image from todays Lenten journey have a story to tell that goes beyond something in history. How often have we the people stood silent, leaving the stones to speak?
Linda…indeed. God will not be left without approving voices, perhaps even trembling ones, whose fear is matched only by an all-encompassing love.