Why We Don't Read The wor(l)d's safer with no wor(l)ds on paper. The Swimmer Buoyed by my newly light self the density of daily life seems a poor reading of what is. Weighted by the shame of expense I greet the maid and feel worse still about my white and weight. What... Continue Reading →
“Following God…and Abandoning”
Here’s a poem that haunts me. It has been on my mind especially as I have been preaching through the book of Jonah this month. In worship we have been living inside this fantastic(al) journey, full of poignant loss, forgiveness, and anger. (I abandonedtrying to help Rilke be more gender inclusive. It is for me... Continue Reading →