Decide We Must

I am becoming more aware how overwhelmingly negative our world has become. There...


Say Something Good

I have a plan. You might be interested in it too. My plan is basically this:...


A Place Of Quiet Rest

Augustine memorably opens his fourth-century masterpiece, Confessions, with...


Beyond The Cloud

One of the great books on prayer ever written, The Cloud Of Unknowing, comes to...


The Jury's Still Out

In our last Seattle home, Sharon and I lived downtown, on 2nd Avenue, between...


Out Of Tune

The other day a line from the nineteenth-century poet William Wordsworth popped...


A Place To Begin

I’ve been away from my blog for a couple of weeks. I’ve felt stunned into...


Those Stones, Those Roses

I’ve been thinking we need a good dose of nostalgia. In fact, I’m hoping for...


A New Path Out Ahead

There are just a few principles in life that really matter: love, first of all,...


A New Sun Rising

If only we can be released from lockdown, we imagine, there is a normal to which...


Just Swinging Through

As the lockdown lingers, nerves fraying at the edges a bit, I am trying to...


Reading In Lockdown

I want to propose a special kind of reading for lockdown, perhaps a perfect...


Be quiet. Listen. Look.

My son Michael had a dream the other night. He was driving his car, at quite a...


What’s Next?

I was out on Twitter Easter Sunday afternoon. Sharon and I had participated in...


Dinner’s Ready

In his Friday column last week, David Brooks points to “an invisible current...


Sunrise Must Be On Its Way

I love this painting, Claude Monet’s Impression, Sunrise, painted in 1872,...


What Can I Say?

I’m finding it hard to write these days. I suspect we are all having a hard...


From The Balcony

It’s been raining in California, seems like for weeks. I know, I know, we need...


As The Clouds Darken

I woke up this rainy morning under a cloud of fear, not so much for my own...


So, Reading The Psalms?

I’ve been thinking about how my daily practice of reading the Psalms can...


A Tear

During my early morning reading the other day, a line leaped off the page from...


The Locked Door Within

I was reading this morning in Abigail Rine Favale’s stunningly beautiful book...


It's Time To Rise

We were with a group of people recently where someone remarked: “I can’t...


Stillness

I have always been attracted to poets who sense God’s presence in the...


Coming In Out Of The Wind

I’m back. A number of friends have asked me if I would ever return to my blog....


Singing Simply For The Beauty

Last Sunday our choir at church sang this beautiful anthem: For the beauty of...