Underneath
Beneath the feet of the monks, that which holds them and their houses of prayer, is this land. Mepkin Abbey, a Trappist monastery on the coast of South Carolina, is where we’re on retreat. The land of my childhood. Beneath the years of their prayerful songs, as old as my dad, there is that which will outlast […]
It Came Upon the Midnight Clear – Dec. 30, 2022
For lo! the days are hastening on,By prophet-bards foretold,When with the ever-circling yearsComes round the age of gold;When peace shall over all the earthIts ancient splendors fling,And the whole world give back the songWhich now the angels sing. -Hymn lyrics by Edmund H. Sears
The First Noel the Angel Did Say – Dec. 29, 2022
The first Noel the angel did say,Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay;In fields where they lay keeping their sheep,On a cold winter’s night that was so deep. … They looked up and saw a starShining in the east, beyond them far,And to the earth it gave great light,And so it continued […]
Working Through Us – Nov. 15, 2022
“Without higher-quality material to work with, God resorts to working through us for others and upon us through others. Those are some weirdly restorative, disconcerting shenanigans to be caught up in: God forcing God’s people to see themselves as God sees them, to do stuff they know they are incapable of doing, so that God […]
