Lowbrow Poetry

Yesterday I posted a poem. Most of my people aren’t poets, so I feel the need to explain. What is a poem, and why would I write one, and why would I share one, imperfect as it is? Why do I bother to read poetry when I’m not a poet—and why would I say I’m... Continue Reading →

Westminster Abbey

I try to imagine this placeempty, mid-daylamplesswith just sunlight filtering throughthe stained glassand the dry bonesdust-motes of all the Tudor kings and queenslaureates, rectors, prime ministersdrifting slowly between the grand vaultsvotives extinguished on the altarthe suggestion of petitions in the faint smell of smoke.Here Blake was said to sitand talk with ghosts.I am not impressed... Continue Reading →

Hill and Dale

We came to England for two reasons: first, that my husband could log long hours of research for his PhD, but second, that when he had finished (I use the word loosely), we could rest and recharge. Fourteen years we've been church planting, but we'll return home to a new season. This mini-sabbatical is our... Continue Reading →

Sojourners Abroad

I suppose everyone who's ever traveled very long or very far from home has had two epiphanies in common: All my life, I never knew __________ was wonderful.All my life, I never knew __________ was pathetic. You travel from the US to the UK and suddenly become very aware of the life-changing delight of clothes... Continue Reading →

How big is your God?

Inclusive, therapeutic deism posits a benign encourager in the sky—not, perhaps, strong enough to combat evil, but certainly frowning upon unkindness; not, perhaps, miraculous, but certainly winsome. God is the best Ted Talk guy ever. Carefully snipping away bits of the Bible that seem, well, problematic, has left a holey book in place of a... Continue Reading →

Impressions of London

We stayed in a tall narrow home on a steep street of tall narrow homes in a neighborhood called West Hampstead, north and west of London’s downtown. People walk there, carrying packages from the bakery or the butcher, waiting at corners to hop on red double-decker buses, holding umbrellas against the rain. Every house has... Continue Reading →

Adventures in London

It occurred to me this morning as I boiled water to heat up our bath tub that this is really quite nice for a camping trip. I mean, we have comfy beds, wifi, even skylights in the bedroom for a breeze, so really, what do I have to complain about?  We are staying in an... Continue Reading →

Commencement

They arrive in the mail and show up on Facebook-- photos of that little girl we used to know, all dressed up in cap and gown, or that toddler now wearing a tie. It is the season of completions, and new beginnings-- graduation. But it is a different kind of commencement at our house this... Continue Reading →

Sticks and Stones

Are you still shock-able?  Several times recently, a Christ-follower on social media has shocked me completely. The circumstances have been very different—for instance, a writer publicly nursing a private wound, or in another case, a thinker and his Twitter followers howling out against injustice. In each case, someone lashed out, using the harshest language we... Continue Reading →

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