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That Sweet Moon Language
In the parable of the net, Jesus tells his listeners that the kingdom of heaven is like a fisherman that casts his net wide. He collects everything in the sea: fish and sea creatures, tin cans and old boots. God wants them all, … Continue reading
Thin Places
God Is Waiting There I know a place where God dwells, the heart whispers. Let us go there. Why, God is everywhere, the head replies. There is no place where God is not. Yes, says the heart, but there are thin places where … Continue reading
Christ Has Risen
“The Incredulity of St. Thomas” by Caravaggio, 1601-2 The Incredulity of Thomas Incredulity. Words are wasted on his impenetrable mind: “Unless I see, unless I touch.” Incredulity guards the heart seals the tomb from disappointment. “Thomas!” Voice charged, words spark. “See. … Continue reading
Posted in Easter, Holy Week, Poetry
Tagged Caravaggio, doubt, Easter, Easter poem, faith in Christ, incredulity, John 20:24-29, resurrection, The Incredulity of St. Thomas, Thomas
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Christ Has Died
Homeless they take him down from the cross his PUTcold body pierced PUTbruised mouth silenced PUTsoft eyes blind as he began now at end PUTwrapped in cloth strips PUTlaid in wrong place helpless God stone heaved tomb sealed sudden scream PUTmine guards curse push me PUT“Go home!” can’t have … Continue reading
Posted in Easter, Holy Week, Lent, Poetry, Popular Posts
Tagged Caravaggio, Christ has died, Easter Saturday, Entombment of Christ, homeless
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The Secret Place
I was in New Life’s Community Free Store the other day and found a book called The Ice Cream Store. I scooped (!) it up. I loved reading Alligator Pie to my kids when they were young. Here was another book written by … Continue reading
Getting (Sort of) Ready to Celebrate Christ’s Birth
In two days Advent begins and with it comes that stress-inducing question: Are you ready for Christmas? Those words produce a flurry of images—shopping, decorating, baking, Christmas cards, and list making—that sends chills of expectations through my soul. I’m overwhelmed … Continue reading

