this is what i am

This is what I am: watching the spider rebuild -- “patiently”, they say, but I recognize in her impatience -- my own -- the passion to make and make again where such unmaking reigns the refusal to be a victim we have lived with violence so long Am I to go on saying for myself,…

memories of childhood wonder

When I was a child, during the summer holidays my brother and I would spend a week or two with my grandparents in North Carolina. Every year, they would take us to the zoo, and my grandmother would hand us her camera and allow us to take as many photos as we wanted. This was…

sermon: god’s love poem

This is a bit late going up, but I've had a few days off and deliberately stayed away from my computer during that time. Here's the homily I preached on Christmas Day. Isaiah 52.7-10; Psalm 98; Hebrews 1.1-12; John 1.1-14 + In the name of God: Father, Son and Holy Spirit. In our readings this…