Christmas is for the broken

Every year I need to remind myself in the season of waiting that Advent is not truly the forced-happy and frantic countdown to Christmas that I can sometimes make it. Advent is anticipation and longing, the days of earth’s groaning and our own unmet yearnings....

Morning rain

for day on day, clouds hang heavy, blanket of wool on sticky hours, people ask, when will it rain? say, we really need rain. say, it’s getting sorta scary all these days with no rain we, the people of gore-tex and pulled up hoods (and only umbrellas if...

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