we each hear in our own language (Acts 2.8, Pentecost 2020)

How do I hear the Holy Spirit speak to me?  In soughing grass, in crashing wave, in a child’s cry, in an elder’s laugh?  In sunlight on my lifted face, in moonlight on my crumpled bed? In an urgent prod that begins in my gut and lies heavy on my solar plexus?  In another’s singing,Continue reading “we each hear in our own language (Acts 2.8, Pentecost 2020)”

advent apertures 2019: Sunday 4

Joy Unspeakable is not silent, it moans, hums, and bends to the rhythm of a dancing universe. It is a fractal of transcendent hope, a hologram of God’s heart, a black hole of unknowing. For our free African ancestors, joy unspeakable is drum talk that invites the spirits to dance with us, and tell tallContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: Sunday 4”

advent apertures 2019: Sunday 3

I walk early down a muddied fire road on the flank of the mountain.  Facing east as I turn toward home in the predawn dark, only the softest light has begun to pearl the horizon. I am perplexed by the tiny flickers of light going off, like matches being lit and blown out, that IContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: Sunday 3”

advent apertures 2019: day 14

weep not for me, mother, although the world’s weight rests on my shoulders along with your parting embrace, the dark shadow of the cross behind us now and the box below waiting to transport me to the tomb. Weep not, for what is finished is but the conception of the great beginning, a birth youContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: day 14”

advent apertures 2019: day 13

What little I know, I hold closer, more dear, especially now that I take the daily reinvention of loss as my teacher. I will never graduate from this college, whose M.A. translates “Master of Absence,” with a subtext in the imperative: Misplace Anything. If there’s anything I want, it’s that more people I love joinContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: day 13”

advent apertures 2019: day 10

A part of us clings to our aloneness and does not allow God to touch us where we are most in pain. Often we hide…precisely those places in ourselves where we feel guilty, ashamed, confused, and lost. Thus we do not give [God] a chance to be with us where we feel most alone. ChristmasContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: day 10”

advent apertures 2019: Sunday 2

Awe imbues people with a different sense of themselves, one that is smaller, more humble, and part of something larger.  Our research finds that even brief experiences of awe, such as being amid beautiful tall trees, lead people to feel less narcissistic and entitled and more attuned to the common humanity people share with oneContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: Sunday 2”

advent apertures 2019: day 3

One morning we will wake up and forget to build that wall we’ve been building, the one between us the one we’ve been building for years, perhaps out of some sense of right and boundary, perhaps out of habit.   One morning we will wake up and let our empty hands hang empty at ourContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: day 3”