This morning on joy’s patio
We are given joy because we are given death. And heavenwill be its name until we arrive and know the true end of time. – Sally Ito (On Joy and...
Category: Mercy
Place your hurt upon this stick
place your hurt upon this stickthrow it out upon the river let the river take it let it go in the desertin the dry waiting airlet the wind bear it away clap it ...
Foster means to nurture, sometimes that gets forgotten—A summer camp story
A camp counsellor, from Hope Mission summer camp tells this story: We’re sitting on the steps of our cabin. A teenage girl is telling me about her home life: a ...
Christianism and original sin
I suppose this little poem is a kind of exhale—an airing on the principal failure, as I see it, of too many churches and Christian organizations. A failure that...