Mercy is an old word
This morning at Credo, a homeless person obviously suffering the mental and physical strafing of street life, stole in and immediately and determinedly began to...
Category: Mercy
The stupendous oddness of being
I wake up, it’s light, there’s a slight wind slipping through the trees, and above these, is that purity of blue that arrives with a clear morning. ...
‘Take it Easy on Me’ — The way of imperfection
There’s really only one assumption we can make about one another: that is, within all of us, there’s a little war going on between who we know ourse...
Forsaken Friday, Easter, and why I’m still a Christian
I became a Christian because early in life I was given the language: sin, debt, fear, hell, wrath—grace, love, repentance, atonement, heaven…these were the econ...