A Light in Darkness A Christmas Villanelle A light in darkness fights off the cold thrust into the world yet of its own making. The new life is fragile but the message is bold. A gentle king, as the prophets foretold, stirs in the straw and yawns in his waking. A light in darkness fights off the cold. A star from the East beckons prophecies old, the expanse between heaven and Earth is breaking. The new life is fragile but …
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The Christmas story is both human and divine, and the divine lies in the “why” of the story. If we cannot fully understand the why, perhaps we can at least kneel in its presence, recognizing the holy — somehow — when we see it. …
God, of course, is the giver of everything that is good and creative in our lives, even though we tend to call these things “mine.” MY gifts, MY time, MY talents. Carelessly and thoughtlessly, we can convince ourselves that we have earned these things when, in fact, they are pure gifts. …
ut how can this be? How can he believe? That an angel came down from above? Are there those not afraid to live by their faith? Are there gifts as simple as love? …
The announcement, the call to her in the midst of sleep, is the very beginning of the story, the pinhole of opportunity, the invitation to grace the way opening to way. …
Another Christmas song, “Home Again with You,”inspired by a beautiful poem by the (now) Rev. Katie Cooper Nix and by the Christmas recordings from pop-jazz heroes like Nat King Cole and Tony Bennett. Enjoy... …
The journey begins, not at Nazareth as Joseph and Mary prepare for their trip to the City of David, but at a time much earlier. …
Immanuel means “God with us,” and we would be hard pressed to think of a better way to address Jesus in prayer than with this name that reminds us that God is not “up there, somewhere,” but rather right here, with us and in us. …
Walking through cemeteries, I have learned over the years, is a lesson in awareness. We are reminded, of course, that we are dust and to dust we shall return. But we also learn the power of quiet, of stillness, of non-busyness. It’s hard to hurry through a graveyard, and why would we want to? …