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 […]
An Unorganized Religion – Aug. 16, 2022
“As I have read the Gospels over the years, the belief has grown in me that Christ did not come to found an organized religion but came instead to found an unorganized one. He seems to have come to carry religion out of the temples into the fields and sheep pastures, onto the roadsides and […]
The Seedling’s Need – June 17, 2021
How shall the mighty river reach the tiny seed?See it rise silently to the sun’s yearning,sail from a winter’s cloudflake after silent flakepiling up layer upon layeruntil the thaw of springto meet the seedling’s need. Make tender, Lord, my heart:released through gentlenessThine own tremendous powerhid in the snowflake’s art. –Antoinette Adam, in Earth Prayers From […]
The Swan – Mar. 25, 2020
Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river? Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air – An armful of white blossoms, A perfect commotion of silk and linen as it leaned into the bondage of its wings; a snowbank, a bank of lilies, Biting the air […]
