February 2012
21 posts
“I rise as the sun goes down and I pray my true love and I find a way to each other soon.
Or never.”
I can’t stop listening to the Punch Brothers.
Now I dream of the soft touch of women, the songs of birds, the smell of soil...
– Charles Bowden
Blood Orchid
The NEW Punch Bros album! →
IT’S HAPPENING
The Joy of Quiet- NY Times →
“Authentic abundance does not lie in secured stockpiles of food or cash or influence or affection, but in belonging to a community where we can give those goods to others who need them- and recieve them from others when we are in need.”
Parker Palmer
There is a Season
January 2012
30 posts
Sharing Poetry: Mary Oliver, "Wild Geese" →
sharingpoetry:
You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and…
The High Cost of Manliness →
By Robert Jensen
Society’s toxic view of masculinity isn’t just harmful to men. Everyone pays the price.
A response to the Jesus vs Religion video. →
We need to be careful about our language and careful about our theology.
We Need Boring Christians →
“Following Jesus is not to be romanticized through impressive Facebook status updates or photos of exotic places on our blog. Discipleship is often ugly, messy and painful. Faithful service will regularly lead us into dull labors and bewildering struggles that would make unexciting press. To romanticize social justice or cross-cultural evangelism is to promote an idealism that will be...
Sharing Poetry: Robin Becker, "Morning Poem" →
sharingpoetry:
Listen. It’s morning. Soon I’ll see your hand reach for my watch, the water will agitate in the kettle, but listen. Traffic. I want your dreams first. And to slide my leg beneath yours before the day opens. Wait. We slept late. You’ll be moody, the phone will ring, someone wanting something….
The Limits of Secularism →
By Chief Rabbi Lord Sacks
This is heavy lifting, but he has some interesting things to say.
Sharing Poetry: Kim Addonizio, "New Year's Day" →
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The rain this morning falls on the last of the snow and will wash it away. I can smell the grass again, and the torn leaves being eased down into the mud. The few loves I’ve been allowed to keep are still sleeping on the West Coast. Here in Virginia I walk across the fields with only a…
“wonder how their lives have carried them this far without ever once explaining...