The Meaning for the Hebrew of This Word Is Uncertain—Anna Friedrich
By Anna Friedrich I want to believe You care about the colors I recently painted my kitchen. It’s where we always sit and it wasn’t Bezalel alone designing your home. You said Make angels dance across the curtains inscrutably. You said Purples and blues, yes! will hold my Presence in just the right saturation. You must remember – I do – how detailed your directives read, how every generation since knows of arc and pitch, of rings and poles and a shimmering bowl — a sea of i
It Takes a Trinity: Human Bentness, Lenten Communion, and Grace that Meets Us Early—Timothy Jones
By Timothy Jones As the saying goes, there was more to the picture than just the wall behind it. Even a little drama. In the photo I’m smiling, pushing myself up from my tummy on my baby-fat laden forearms. Someone off-camera—Mom or Dad, maybe a very enthusiastic stranger—has caught my attention. My parents kept the tarnished gold-framed picture on their dresser throughout my childhood. You can tell that I was loving the attention, staring out at the world with an infant’s in
Three Lenten Sonnets—Andrew Peterson
By Andrew Peterson Lenten Sonnet II, 2026 A young man lost in dark woods; a glimmer In the tangled trees; a slow turn to see A gleaming figure, his skin ashimmer. I remember the warm pulse of mercy. He speaks my name, and I, weeping, collapse At his feet, undone by his holiness. His strong, wounded hands lift me and he wraps His great song around me, and with a kiss I am full-known and forgiven and healed. The warm pulse of mercy beats like a heart At the core of the forest,
