His name is Omran Daqneesh. He is five years old. He is in Aleppo, Syria. I cannot bear to look at him. I cannot bear to look away. As a parent, as a person, I am gripped by sorrow. The sky shall not split asunder with mending angels descending. Bombs and death is the only […]
Listen to the dead. Violence, real, physical violence, is often the the first eruption when relational communication tangibly breaks down. Violence, gun violence, is the deafening, lethal megaphone that strikes fear and sorrow in our hearts. Violence is the material manifestation of the brutality of the heart and mind and soul and spirit. Institutional violence against […]
Ian Kevin Curtis 15 July 1956 – 18 May 1980
It’s the rare year when Easter and Passover miss each other by weeks. And the death of Prince is going to eclipse everything in a Bacchic frenzy. But that’s not how things work in this place. This night is still different from all other nights.
Sixty-one years ago today, at Tegel Prison in Flossenbürg, Germany, Nazi guards hanged Dietrich Bonhoeffer. Two weeks later, the Soviets would liberate the prison. This is the last poem he wrote, found in his cell. “By the Powers of Good” With every power for good to stay and guide me, Comforted and inspired beyond all fear, I’ll […]
“Gethsemane” Mary Oliver The grass never sleeps. Or the roses. Nor does the lily have a secret eye that shuts until morning. Jesus said, wait with me. But the disciples slept. The cricket has such splendid fringe on its feet, and it sings, have you noticed, with its whole body, and heaven knows if it […]