(A sermon for Christmas Eve, based on Isaiah 9:2-7 and Luke 2:1-20) Long ago, when God’s people were weary of warfare, bruised and broken, and walking in the darkness of an inhospitable land, God spoke to them through the prophet Isaiah and made an incredible promise: God promised to break the yoke and rod of … More The Revolution Was Born in a Barn!
(the companion sonnet to “The Gathering Storm”) Before the sun’s first light I wake and rise. I am the one whose voice does not amuse. In wilderness of glitter and fake news I fight my way through swirling packs of lies. The snarling jackals bare their teeth and grin. Dark, glittering eyes take aim: My … More The Glimmering Light
(A sonnet of darkness) Alone by fading light of the gathering storm, I sit and watch the fire’s flickering light, but shadows cloud my vision on this night and drive away the things that keep me warm. Outside the wind is howling at the moon, and I sit shivering deep inside my soul. The moonless … More The Gathering Storm
O God, our Good Shepherd,
Stir up your might and come to save us!
Restore us, O God;
let your love-light shine on us,
so that we may be saved … More Psalm for the Vinedresser
We’re in the middle of Advent…
but it feels
like Good Friday has broken in:
O Come now, Emanuel … More Advent Lament
Under cover of darkness
I wake and listen
to the sound of sheer silence.
In the stillness I sense
the groaning of God’s creation … More Under Cover of Darkness