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A Lenten Reflection – Mundane or Beautiful

A Lenten Reflection – Mundane or Beautiful

My life in the winter of pandemic is a repeating daily and weekly rhythm. Every day I start with meditation on Scripture and prayer, then cook breakfast for my husband and myself, then spend the morning at my desk studying and answering emails, then cook lunch, then...
An Advent Reflection – Birthing

An Advent Reflection – Birthing

In the title of his poem “Blind Noel” Welsh poet R.S. Thomas puts together two words we do not expect to see together and so alerts us to what we might not be prepared for as we read. And yet we can grasp this strange imagery if we live in a place where any given...
An Advent Reflection – Journeying

An Advent Reflection – Journeying

The poet R.S. Thomas was an ardent bird watcher in his native Wales. In his poem “Migrants” we see the instinctive journey of migratory birds taking place. But we can also read here our journey to God. Migrants He is that great void we must enter, calling to one...
An Advent Reflection – Accepting

An Advent Reflection – Accepting

Amen by R.S. Thomas And God said: How do you know?And I went out into the fieldsAt morning and it was true. Nothing denied it, neither the bowed manOn his knees, nor the animals,Nor the birds notched on the sky’s Surface. His heart was brokenFar back, and the...
An Advent Reflection – Waiting

An Advent Reflection – Waiting

Poetry has the power to enable us to see what we already know in fresh and startling ways. On this first Sunday of Advent I reflect on the coming of Jesus through the words of R.S. Thomas (Welsh poet, 1913-2000) in his poem “The Coming.” The Coming And God held in his...
Christianity is easy if…

Christianity is easy if…

Christianity is easy if we ignore the experiences of people who aren’t like us. I understand the Christian experience and I interpret the Bible according to my own experience. I read Psalms every day and bask in the themes of God’s love and goodness to me. But some of...