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Well, the election for the most powerful post in the free world is under way, and I have fed my children. Cheerios, with the less healthy stuff on top. My sinuses are clogged and I don’t feel all that up … Continue reading →

Winter Darkness “Everything you ever try will come to this,” The darkness whispers with his presence. He’s like that uncle who gives your Christmases Their sense of home, even though he’s insufferable. You can watch him stub cigarettes out in … Continue reading →

Dear Southern Hemisphere, Per our agreement, we hereby tilt the earth entirely in your favour. How’s Maria Rosa? She had a tough winter, we understand. May her burdens lighten. And Quang Du, living in his father’s shadow, please give him … Continue reading →

A repeat from last year…oldie but a goodie… Lord, I have prepared a little room in my heart for the child who is the light of the world. Nothing fancy: there’s hay everywhere, I’m afraid, and beneath the mess, the … Continue reading →

I usually don’t post much about individual politicians, or partisan politics. I think there’s so much online chatter about these matters already, and I’d rather talk about values, ideas, poetry, and what I had for breakfast. But I’ll make an … Continue reading →

Your Monday blessing, from my imprisoned colleague Rev. Fulgence Ndagijimana. He has been arrested and his church in Burundi ransacked by police. This blessing definitely casts my mind to all the wonderful people I met in the refugee camps in … Continue reading →

MAN FLIES OVER MOUNTAIN, reads the headline, in 316-pt font, on page 1. There is no room there for anything else, even a story, but on page 2 and following an account is given of a man who (and this … Continue reading →

Day 4 in Samos It’s day 4, Thursday, and Thanksgiving in America. Though I’m on a different continent, my mobile phone seems to acknowledge the holiday: whenever we drive anywhere on the island, it keeps sending me text messages “welcome … Continue reading →

The Eritrean Haftom Zarhum, an Eritrean, asylum seeker, and human being, was crawling on the floor, as bullets flew. Haftum was following the rules laid down for outsiders in a strangers’ country. But all the wide white world knows a … Continue reading →

Your Monday Blessing, from those great American revivalists, The Grateful Dead: (words by Robert Hunter, music by the Grateful Dead) “Let it be known there is a fountain That was not made by the hands of men There is a … Continue reading →