Becoming so as to Awaken in Advent
The struggle to “become” God’s hope for us is not an easy one. One so often feels so alone, so stuck. When I saw this sculpture in a local art…
the gift of an experience
A bunch of new friends came to Little Bird Farm this week to discuss life. I had made this new tea pot (seen above) and another friend had made these…
God’s Smoldering love
Russian Sage boarders many of the fields of Little Bird Farm here in New Mexico. Its silvery-green stalks and lavender-colored flowers give fragrance to the air and color to the…
An Advent Prayer
In these last days of Advent, guide me to this child careening towards me. Prepare my heart for this welcome salvation. Make my soul a stable. Make my heart a…
advent intimacy
Jesus was born in a stable or a cave, we know that. But we do not know what time of the day or night Jesus was born. It may sound…
shine
“Restore us, O God; let your face shine, that we may be saved.” Says our psalm today – three times in such a short passage. Over and over and over…
John and Farouk in Advent
Let’s say that the average, run-of-the-mill guy in Iraq were given a pen and paper and asked to write about the average run-of-the-mill American. As an American man, I expect…
they should not meet for coffee…
That God would reconcile with humanity and the sentient beings of this planet by choosing to insert Herself into our time, never ceases to astound me with wonder. Poor John…
birds and questions
One of my favorite things about the early Renaissance paintings is their use of birds. Here the angel Gabriel is about to have a chat with Mary about the whole…
the blue feather
Wings rustle in the Advent night of Jesus’ coming. The Angels are restless. They look calm because that is there job- all serene and quiet. But you can tell they…