Confessions: New and Collected

In early spring, three streams of thought converged and took this present shape—a confession—in poetry and memory.

The first stream ran through several posts about growing up within...and looking at what American Christianity has become.

Another stream responds to friends who graciously shared their religious understandings. It seems fair to provide some hint of the historic faith in which I've come to hope.

A third stream flowed from reading poetry—the stuff that stumbles on some beauty breaking through the jagged twists of life.

It is my hope the confluence of these streams cohere for readers...and share some of life's wonder too.

To those who recognize much of what follows from previous editions. Thank you for your patience.

[Note: The following links will go live, beginning September 22, 2018.]

If you were gone...

To the Meaning

Broken

The Elves are Gone

Mother

Phillis Wheatley

Stranger

Black and Blue and All

Anxiety

When It Happens Here

Prayer

Confession Regarding an Election

Loneliness

Meditations at an Airshow

The Play

“How-to” Christianity

Grace

“Unspiritual” Christian

Worship

Tradition: Antidote to Individualism

Escape from Self-Pity

Reading Chesterton

The Land of Zoomzoomachi

Wind

Poetic Intuition

Encounter

Doubt and the Material World

Stevens Pass

The Poetics of Christmas

Emanuel

Darkness I Sing

On the Occasion of a Wedding

Musicians and Monastics

Worthwhile

How can we talk about character and ethics?

I Want to Live

Find Your Neighbor

The Lake

The Right Church

Ashes

Rainy Evenings


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