Category: Speaking to the Soul

Made a Decision to Turn

Dear God I pray Turn my mind to thoughts of you;Turn my heart to welcoming your presence;Turn my mouth to speaking your praise,  to uttering your

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Salt and Faith

“You are the salt of the earth… and the light of the world.” Matthew 5:13, 16 Reminder of the warm seas of our primordial wading

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Was She Christ?

By Sonny Marks It happened at a gas station, and again at another gas station. The first time was in December, early evening, on my

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A New View of Mary and Martha

Last week I read a fascinating article that talked about how chemical sprays – both pesticides and fertilizers – negatively impact beneficial insects by altering

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Blessed are You

The last time the Sermon on the Mount came up in our lectionary we were at the gateway of the Pandemic.  We didn’t yet know

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In the Midst of Us

In the Midst of Us (A poetic reflection on the Prayer of St. John Chrysostom) Daily Office Readings for the feast day of John Chrysostom,

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Bless. Be.

Matthew 5:1-12 O God, You bless us in every moment, and uphold us by the strength of your Love: hear our prayer, for our hope

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(A conversion) not (of St Paul)

No lightning boltnor sudden fallbut the gentle tap-tapof mercy raininglike hoofbeatslike heartbeatsover the umbrellaof consciousness – Who are you? You sang, my pied piper;I was powerlessnot to

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Editors' featured posts

Ashes into Beauty

“I am not just burning my mask however. I am using that as a symbol of transformation, a way to remind myself and those around me that the journey of Lent is preparing us for the beauty of Easter Sunday. So how will I accomplish this? This year, by creating artwork from the ashes.”


Toe Jam Vintage

“Now, in reading today’s Gospel in commemoration of Martin Luther, one could easily fall into thinking that the “pruning” and “casting into the fire” that’s being referred to here is about tossing heretics and apostates into the flames of hell.”


LIke a Tree Planted by Water

“The realm of emotion is also a place of fickleness.  Sometimes I feel God’s presence there and sometimes I have only ashes in my heart.  I can feel a deep joy in a melody, the winging of a goose over the rooftops, the prisms in a snowflake.  But just as quickly I can be crushed by loss, fear or illness.”


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