Be Still and Know: An Advent Invitation
I escaped the city with a friend for a couple of days last weekend, travelling to a little nearby island. A “twenty-minute ride to sanity,” one of the neighbors on…
When you’re longing for comfort
“Comfort ye,” the tenor sings, three gentle syllables descending. He pauses to let the grace in the words linger while the orchestra echoes his descending notes as though to highlight…
For the ordinary moments
The Saint John's Wort is blooming again, a feast for bees and for the eyes of passersby. In living its ordinary life, faithfully being itself, it becomes a gift to…