A tongue-in-cheek website called Book in a Minute Bedtime stories tells the story of PD Eastman's little bird that does not get properly imprinted, Are You My Mother, like this: A Little Bird: Are you my mother? A Bunch of Animals that Aren't his Mother: No His Mother: Yes. The End. But of course there's…
A Worthwhile Life
The cover of Newsweek last month announced, that Christianity in America is dead. Of course, another major news magazine figured this out 40 years ago, when it announced, quoting Friedrich Nietzsche that God is dead. It turned out that that since that first publication 40 years ago, religion in America stopped its decline and began…
The Lord's Servant
Every spring, it seems, our garden plans become more and more grandiose. This year we are ripping up the sod in our front yard and putting in a kitchen garden -- a garden meant to visit just before supper time to put food on the plate and flowers on the table. So far the neighbors…
Friendship
I don't know about you, but I've always found this story about Jesus and Peter troublesome. Maybe that's why its a Lenten reading -- none of this stuff as we approach the execution of Jesus is easy reading. But for Jesus to cut down someone who seems to be his best friend with the…
Singing Over It
THE metaphysical question is, therefore, how can we keep from singing? If human life is such that it is impossible to keep from singing -- or put less optimistically -- if human life is such that it is possible to sing when all around is crumbling, it is because the fact of our existence, in order to be recognised as existence at all, requires there to be something already there, already behind us, already above us, ready to be re-thought at all. To re-cognise our existence, to re-think it, is more than to say, I think therefore I am. It is to come to the fresh awareness that to be alive is to be a part of something comprehensive. Something not only more enduring than our lives, but something fundamentally worth dealing with in our lives.