I had a chance to walk 4 miles along McCormick Road this afternoon. I let Mary Oliver's questions in her poem "Gratitude" guide my observations. What did you notice? The joy of legs walking; the smell of tiny points of snow tossed in the air. What did you hear? The calling of barred owls and red-headed woodpeckers to their mates; the crackle of leaf litter as camouflaged … [Read more...] about An Afternoon Walk with Mary Oliver
Mary Oliver
Holy Saturday
I love the silence of Holy Saturday. Only two more hours and it will slip in unnoticed by most. It is especially silent since this year we are not having a vigil, and I have a head cold and feel too lousy to drive an hour to be with my brother's congregation tomorrow night. I'll do well tomorrow to get a sermon done for Sunday's celebration; I suppose crafting words is not … [Read more...] about Holy Saturday