Heart and Soul

Here is my heart, O Holy Life: ancient with the dust of stars, new as the day I was born. What use can it possibly have if it beats only for itself? Here is my soul, O Mystery: reluctantly tethered to flesh, marked with scars and calluses. Who else can recognize it...
In the Spirit of Thomas

In the Spirit of Thomas

We do not see! We do not understand! We do not know which signs are true! Peace be with you. We cannot believe! We cannot find our grounding! We cannot discern the path forward! Peace be with you. Information is lacking! Too many liars claim expertise! Conspiracy...

Believing Thomas

I believe in Jesus when my feet sink into the sands alongside the pulsing ocean. I believe in Jesus when I breathe deeply in a pine forest my footsteps quiet to listen for the wind. I believe in Jesus when I see a group of men shooting the breeze early in the morning...

Monday Muse: Doubt after Easter

The Sunday after Easter — officially the Second Sunday of the Easter season — is known as many things in different contexts: Holy Humor Sunday, Bright Sunday, guest-preacher-in-the-pulpit-while-pastor-is-on-vacation Sunday. In the Revised Common Lectionary...

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