Breath (Poem by Luci Shaw)

Breath When, in the cavern darkness, Jesus opened his small, bleating mouth (even before his eyes widened to the supple world his lungs had sighed into being), did he intuit how hungrily the lungs gasp?  Did he begin, then, to love the way air sighs as it brushes in...

A Poem by Luci Shaw

    “…for who can endure the day of his coming?”  ~ Malachi 3:2   When an angel snapped the old thin threads of speech with an untimely birth announcement, slit the seemly cloth of an even more blessed event with shears of miracle, invaded the privacy...

Poetry by Madeleine L’Engle

Madeleine L’Engle is probably best known for her book A Wrinkle in Time (which remained one of my favorite books growing up), but did you know she wrote sequels to A Wrinkle in Time, and she also wrote poetry, nonfiction, and several volumes of memoirs, totaling...

Made Flesh (poem by Luci Shaw)

I came across a few poems from Luci Shaw and Madeleine L’Engle recently, and will be posting a poem each day this week leading up to Christmas from one of them.  Below is one I particularly enjoyed. I tried searching for some artwork, but I could not find...

“I Heard the Bells” and etcetera

The song “I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day” reminds me of Job when I read the following lines: And in despair I bowed my head: ‘There is no peace on earth, ‘ I said ‘For hate is strong, and mocks the song Of peace on earth, good will to...

A Time to Rest {Advent}

After the waiting, the seeking, the hoping, the receiving, the rejoicing, is a time to rest. No more striving, no more hoping, no more seeking, no more waiting. It is the time to simply rest. We are, in a sense, in a long sabbath rest. We are in a time of resting even...

A Time to Rejoice {Advent}

Can you remember a time when you expectantly waited for something for days, weeks, months, even years? And when you finally received that thing which you hoped for, do you remember the joy that followed? Last week, I wrote about hope . After hope, comes the...

A Time to Hope {Advent}

Conversations are replete with statements of events, gatherings, to-do lists… I rarely hear anyone say they have ample time to rest this time of year. Is it possible to choose rest and consider long and deep the meaning of the holy night so long ago? Instead, I...

A Time to Seek {Advent}

  A star burned one night, leading wise men from the East. It led those people who were accustomed to seeking. People accustomed to the night sky. People accustomed to wondering. People accustomed to looking upward toward the heavens. God sent a message about a...

The Beginning

I hear the music, the familiar carols and melodies. And we sing it again, I sing it – “O Come, O Come Emmanuel.” When will he come? When will he come to this world that is continuously full of the grievous and the painful? I watch the battery drain...