from THE IMITATION OF CHRIST Thomas à Kempis He who learns to live the interior life and to take little account of outward things, does not seek special places or times to perform devout exercises. A spiritual man quickly recollects himself because he has never wasted his attention upon externals. No outside work, no business […]
God is a really good parent.
Emily Dickinson said it best: “Forever is composed of nows.”
A bit funny, but some 50 years later, I still long for the smell of God, a smell so unlike any other. He smelled like home.
Savior! I’ve no one else to tell— And so I trouble thee. I am the one forgot thee so— Dost thou remember me? Nor, for myself, I came so far— That were the little load— I brought thee the imperial Heart I had not strength to hold— The Heart I carried in my own— Till […]
A SUDDEN GOLDFINCH Holly Ordway The branch is bare and black against the fog; Cold droplets bead along the twigs, and fall. The hours are passing, ready to be gone, And now they’re past, dissolved, beyond recall, Beyond my reach. A sudden goldfinch clings And bends the twig so slightly with its weight It seems […]
Inherent in the idea of story is something fundamental to our understanding of who we are, where we come from, how we grow up, what we experience, and what we accept as true.
The crib becomes an altar: therefore dies No ox nor sheep; for in their fodder lies The Prince of Peace, who, thankful for his bed, Destroys those rites in which their blood was shed. ~Sir John Beaumont, from Of The Epiphany The Christian season of Epiphany has almost faded into obscurity. How ironic. The word […]
A SILENT PROMISE JAY EMERSON JOHNSON Light comes back as it always does just before Christmas Day like finding a treasured keepsake forgotten in attic recesses and I start to think about Hoovering up brittle evergreen needles, fingering the stubborn ones out from a wooly carpet’s fibers. Light comes back slowly tracing an ancient arc […]
UPON THE CIRCUMCISION JOHN MILTON YE flaming Powers, and wingèd Warriors bright, That erst with music, and triumphant song, First heard by happy watchful Shepherds’ ear, So sweetly sung your joy the clouds along, Through the soft silence of the listening night,— Now mourn; and if sad share with us to bear Your fiery essence […]
Verbicide—the ‘murder’ of words.
The famous 17th century English philosopher, not the machete-wielding bald guy on the island.
Pray for the innocent and ask God to make us instruments of peace.
MAPS Holly Ordway Antique maps, with curlicues of ink As borders, framing what we know, like pages From a book of travelers’ tales: look, Here in the margin, tiny ships at sail. No-nonsense maps from family trips: each state Traced out in color-coded numbered highways, A web of roads with labeled city-dots Punctuating the route […]
Gloria in Excelsis Deo
For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known. 1 Corinthians 13:12
Dr. Greg Smith’s book The Testing of God’s Sons is clearly the work of both pastor and professor. Here we find a resource rich repository to be frequently revisited for insight to the gospel ministry. Beyond its academic value is the apparent spiritual maturation of an author whose experience bears out the truth of his work. The humanistic worldview so prevalent in its inward gaze for eternal answers has been expertly answered by one who hastens us to look to God, who so loves the world.
EVENSONG IN OXFORD ON ST. CECILIA’S DAY Holly Ordway “My soul doth magnify the Lord,” we sing, And offer back, in music’s common voice, The melody He made; the gift we bring Is wholly His—and so we dare rejoice With Mary’s words, entrusting her with all Our hopes and fears, to prism them to praise […]
I love old boneyards. I really do. Not in a morose kind of way, though. It’s healthy, in fact. Let me explain what I mean.
CONVERSION Holly Ordway A twitch upon the thread, and here I stand, Pausing at this door. I wish that I Could look aside, or back away, pretend I don’t see where this threshold leads, deny The summons and the sudden urgency That blows away as so much useless chaff My nonchalant excuses for delay. I […]
Help me. help me, help me.
Pain’s only valuable lesson is that we are insufficient.
Wonder and worship are the beginning of understanding.
People see evil in the world and say “How can God exist?” It’s the wrong question.
Marilynn Robinson is unmatched for her ability to take a clear eyed look at Christianity and humanism and find integrated roots in the common tree.
We all want to be better people, but what does that mean?
“But we could hear her, because she began just after we came up out of the ditch, the sound that was not singing and not unsinging. “Who will do our washing now, Father?” I said.”
“Some day, his mind said, that boy would know what things were in the books and what things were not.”
When Wolfe died, William Faulkner said he was the greatest writer of their time.
What do you want to be when you grow up? We spend our childhood answering the wrong question.
It’s not what, but who.
Something had to change and the only thing Sarty could change was himself.
It has blessed us every one.
In his book Meno, Plato began with the question “Can you tell me, Socrates, is virtue something that can be taught?” to which Socrates answered “You must think I am singularly fortunate to know whether virtue can be taught or how it is acquired. The fact is that far from knowing whether it can be taught, I have no idea what virtue itself is.”
We are there and we are horrifically present and complicit.
I kept waiting for her to reach out to me, but it never happened.
Emotions and intellect see more clearly together than either can alone. Western thought is not used to this idea.
For the true Emily Dickinson aficionado.
“If I have seen further it is by standing on the shoulders of Giants.”
― Isaac Newton
Sooner or later, the past insists on being the past.
When Cain wished to slay his brother, he was at no loss for a weapon.
Words are tricky, as everyone knows.
What makes a book great?
He was not invited back for thirty years.
The Gospel of Matthew records an incident which has been oft repeated. During a teaching session, Jesus brought a young boy to His hearers as an object lesson. He “set him in the midst of them and said “Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by […]
Any friend of C.S. Lewis must be a pretty good guy, but even Lewis advised Blamires to write in his own field.
Our purposeful God is trustworthy, therefore we teach.
A mensch? Absolutely, but to my great fortune, also my mentor.
A wake-up call to America