[a nativity poem in three trimesters] The First Trimester Miriam’s chromosome in courting spirals Embraces another, such an other — an unfathomable Y. All the junk, viral, evolutionary, specific, sanctified, elected, DNA of humanity in his threadbare pockets. An utterly adopted son. A why of Adam and of Miriam’s…
I. It’s the time of year when we awake from the drowsy hedonism of summer and jump to our feet, only to glimpse our plans and projects getting away from us. The year is getting into swing. There is a rhythm, like a Dave Brubeck time signature, but you…
For Easter Sunday New, like the second coming To faith of an old man In the love of the plain Faced. Like their autumnal child. Unplanned. New, like a child's crowning, labour's pain. Push, He is coming, Push! As good as like that new.…
Time, time time… By the time I get around to finishing this series of articles on an Evangelical observance of Lent, the season will have passed. In Search of Lost Time. But in order to understand Lent, we will not merely need to find the time, we will have to…
Part 1 – Observing the Church Calendar For Renée Brasier, because she asked. > To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven (Ecclesiastes 3:1) It is the time of year when we awake from the drowsy hedonism of summer and start to our…
Three things before this Epiphany slips away into just another day: 1. A Quote: Imagine this as written by a Wise Man, a Magi from the West, who travelled far seeking the Christ. And found him. (It’s dense so you might have to read it slowly). “It is not,…
For those who would not choose to grow old before the Son of Man comes. A woman with eyes painted on her boobs. Another reading ‘dodgy’, another inscrutable. Unfailingly matched to personal genre. Thematised Personalities of the latter Capitalism. World writ on the chests of post-Christmas shoppers. On their post-Christmas…
This past Thursday was the Feast of the Ascension. Not a Feast commonly celebrated among Reformed Protestant Christians, but perhaps it should be. Actually, we might be better off ditching our compromised, virtually idolatrous observance of Christmas, and re-appropriate Ascension Day instead. The Feast of the Ascension comes 40 days…