Whatever harm I may have doneIn all my life in all your wide creationIf I cannot repair itI beg you to repair it, And then there are all the woundedThe poor the deaf the lonely and the oldWhom I ha…

It’s an early summer day, going to be a hot one.I’m away from home, I’m working; the sky is solidly bluewith just a chalk smear of clouds. So why this melancholy?Why these blues? Nothing I’ve done …

It’s deep time here, this barrow grave five thousand years old,where we follow like sheep behind the guide to the heartof its cruciform center. I’ve never been in a space so dark.What was it like t…

Above photos from Gombe Stream National Park, 1975 Reflecting on, and with respect for, the courage shown by Tanzanian park rangers and my kidnapped research colleagues on this unforgettable day 50…

Have you ever noticed how much of Christ’s life was spent in doing kind things – in merely doing kind things? … he spent a great proportion of his time simply in making people happy, in d…

In the quiet misty morningWhen the moon has gone to bed,When the sparrows stop their singingAnd the sky is clear and red,When the summer’s ceased its gleamingWhen the corn is past its prime,When ad…

Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock.“Now they are all on their knees,”An elder said as we sat in a flockBy the embers in hearthside ease.We pictured the meek mild creatures whereThey dwelt in th…

Lucy woke out of the deepest sleep you can imagine, with the feeling that the voice she liked best in the world had been calling her name.― C.S. Lewis from Prince Caspian photo by Josh Scholten He …

What next, she wonders,with the angel disappearing, and her roomsuddenly gone dark. The loneliness of her newspossesses her. She pondershow to tell her mother. Still, the secret at her heart burns …

I am out with lanterns looking for myself…~Emily Dickinson from “Letters” And is it not enough that every yearA richly laden autumn should unfoldAnd shimmer into being leaf by lea…

We who choose to surround ourselves with lives more temporary than our own, live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached. Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other wa…