On the eleventh day of Christmas…

We’re nearly at the end of Christmas season, and, if we’ve managed to stay focused on the season and not on all the busyness of the new year, we may be beginning to wonder where to put our attentions now. Traditionally tomorrow would be the time for the big party (the Twelfth Night that’s mostlyContinue reading “On the eleventh day of Christmas…”

Holy Saturday

I know this day well, have often lived here, yet rarely for good reason, only the wounded pride of disappointment, the failure of God to sate expectations. Licking my wounds, embalming my life goals, I sit beneath a Jonah tree and await the explosion. Nothing comes, only Sabbath: the time for waiting, for preparing spiceContinue reading “Holy Saturday”

Advent 1: Expectation

Not expectant last year, we met the season with a kind of still gratitude, quiet in the truth that what had been had been, and was not now, grateful for months of frozen meals and flowers (grief and surgery have these in common), and hopeful that the next year must be better at least thanContinue reading “Advent 1: Expectation”