PRAYER: The Night The Angels Covered Their Ears, a story
From Angels Unawares, by Megan McKenna It was the holiest night of the Jewish Year: Yom Kippur. The Ba’al Shem Tov was on his way to the synagogue to sing the Kol Nidre, the opening prayer. He was...
View ArticleLENT: The Memory Of God, by Richard Valantasis
From Centuries of Holiness One way to articulate a goal of human existence comes from a metaphor of the ascetical tradition: the remembrance of God. The concept is relatively simple: our task as...
View ArticlePOETRY: At The Round Earth’s Imagined Corners, by John Donne
Divine Meditations: VII At the round earth’s imagined corners, blow Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise From death, you numberless infinities Of souls, and to your scattered bodies go, All whom the...
View ArticlePOETRY: Adventures In New Testament Greek—Metanoia, by Scott Cairns
Repentance, to be sure, But of a species far less likely to oblige sheepish repetition. Repentance, you’ll observe, glibly bears the bent of thought revisited, and mind’s familiar stamp —a quaint,...
View ArticlePOETRY: Repentance, by George Herbert
Lord, I confess my sin is great; Great is my sin. Oh! gently treat With thy quick flow’r, thy momentany bloom; Whose life still pressing Is one undressing, A steady aiming at a tomb. Man’s age is two...
View ArticleAPOSTLES: Peter And Paul As Preachers Of Repentance, by Finn Damgaard
From Peter in Early Christianity As often noted, the concept of repentance plays a crucial role in Luke-Acts. In the gospel, the call to repentance occurs frequently in the preaching and teaching of...
View ArticlePSALMS: My Messy House, by Kathleen Norris
From: Amazing Grace When I’m working as an artist-in-residence at parochial schools, I like to read the psalms out loud to inspire the students, who are usually not aware that the snippets they sing at...
View ArticlePOETRY: E Tenebris, by Oscar Wilde
Come down, O Christ, and help me! reach thy hand, For I am drowning in a stormier sea Than Simon on thy lake of Galilee: The wine of life is spilt upon the sand, My heart is as some famine-murdered...
View ArticlePOETRY: The Road To Damascus: 6, by Tania Runyan
I have sinned, I said. I want eternal life, I said. That was the moment. I wanted nothing but God. I wanted a cheeseburger. I wanted nothing at all. Finally, I wanted it all settled. I folded by hands...
View ArticlePOETRY: The Liar’s Psalm—Repentance by Andrew Hudgins
I repent the actual. It has never got me anywhere. It is nothing against principalities, against powers. My father will die and I will carry on. I dread his death more than mine because it will come...
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