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Dreadful Beauty

There’s more beauty in the truth, even if it’s a dreadful beauty. John Steinbeck, East of Eden I talked to my counselor about East of Eden, telling her how I am being so disciplined about not reading ahead. Seriously, I’m not even flipping a… Continue Reading “Dreadful Beauty”

Honest Prayer

We must lay before Him what is in us, not what ought to be in us. C. S. Lewis, Letters to Malcolm Lord, tonight I’m tired and weak —Accept these unpolished words I speak.I pray for peace but I sing of woeYou watched it… Continue Reading “Honest Prayer”

A Time of Small Letters

The time is comewhen the publication of poems is to be like that of pale and very light airborne seeds flowing in the current of forest air through the blue shadows, and falling on the grass where God decrees. I am convinced that we… Continue Reading “A Time of Small Letters”

Mid-way Through East of Eden

“…I want to ask you something. I can’t remember behind the last ugly thing. Was she very beautiful, Samuel?” “To you she was because you built her. I don’t think you ever saw her — only your own creation.” John Steinbeck, East of Eden… Continue Reading “Mid-way Through East of Eden”

Prayer for a Divided Country

… In the day of trouble, suffer not our trust in Thee to fail. Book of Common Prayer, “For Our Country” My heart caught in my throat when I saw the news yesterday afternoon. I couldn’t look away from those scenes I didn’t want… Continue Reading “Prayer for a Divided Country”

Melting Icy Fingers

Thanksgiving is not a result of perception; thanksgiving is the access to perception. Virginia Stem Owens By taking the time to be grateful, I can melt the icy fingers of fear that squeeze my heart today. Today I am thankful for my neighbors down… Continue Reading “Melting Icy Fingers”

Primary Experiences of Life and Death

Many persons live their entire lives without ever seeing a human being die. Howard Thurman, “Life Must Be Experienced” in The Inward Journey At the time, I didn’t realize what a privilege it was to sit with my mother and then my father as… Continue Reading “Primary Experiences of Life and Death”