What Song, Then? (Norris)

By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat and wept… – Psalm 137 When my life is alien soil and a wind like fear makes restless ground of all I’ve done— what song, then, to send out roots to drink the rain that does not come— how could I sing? Watch light come from dark…

The soil awaits

  On the one hand, silence is like fertile soil, which, as it were, awaits our creative act, our seed. But on the other hand, silence must be approached with a feeling of awe. – Arvo Part, composer

Homeward bound

Something I learned recently was the difference between a maze and a labyrinth.  Both words typically induce anxiety, fear, and if you’re a child of the 80s, perhaps conjure an image of David Bowie (and his pronounced boy bits).  “You remind me of the babe…” That movie depicts a maze, which involves making choices, coming…

Glow like the trees

I have a bit of a thing for that particular quality of light that illuminates trees.  Often I find myself walking on a tree-lined street, my gaze fixed upwards, amazed by the what looks like to me the Burning Bush.  Not sure what it was but when I came across this passage by the Venerable Fulton…

A Prayer for Advent

A Prayer for Advent by Susan Christerson Brown God of life and promise, In a season of waning days and deepening dark, we thank you for the gift of watchful anticipation, in which we await the return of the sun. We have known the despair of expecting nothing, when winter’s bleak imaginings cannot envision spring, and…

Abandonment Issues

Father, I abandon myself into your hands; do with me what you will. Whatever you may do, I thank you: I am ready for all, I accept all. Let only your will be done in me, and in all your creatures. I wish no more than this, O Lord.  Into your hands I commend my…

2012 Highlights

…in no particular order: meeting old school, tried and true Christian soldiers (Pastor Debbe Santiago & Pastor John Bruderman) in Coney Island during a Hurricane Sandy outreach. racing up Cadillac Mountain with Caitlin Stiefel in time to see the sun rise over the Bar Harbor, ME actin-a-fool with girls at a Haitian orphanage leading worship…