Poet & Author

Where does courage for your calling come from? It comes from a place deeper than words. For deeper than words is the Word. Deeper than the abstract is the incarnate. And if language is to be good, it must be in covenant with the truth. And if the truth is to be good, it must offer us the choice to give ourselves freely to it. In a word, it must be beautiful.

And—as Solzhenitsyn said—if the proud arm of unbelief removes the trees called the True and the Good from the garden, chopping them to stumps, then the tree called Beauty, pushing up from the homely root of self-giving love, will stretch out her bows and do the work of all three.

Recent Articles

The Gift of Saffron

A poem about saffron, a renowned seasoning and medicinal herb cultivated near Mashhad, Iran, and elsewhere. Women with gentle fingers and patient dispositions hand-harvest the crimson stamen ‘threads,’ the essence of which produces a calming effect on a person, enriches flavor, and soothes the skin. Worth thousands of dollars per kilo, it is the world’s costliest spice.

Tragedy, Therapy, and the Missing Piece

Every tragedy pushes upon us a choice: Are we hungry for God or hardened to Him? We wish this were not so. But since it is, how can we respond and reach the safe haven of healing we long for?

Faith in the Somehow

From feng-shui to phyiscs, all realms of knowledge reach a threshhold where the best explanation begins with “somehow.” How much more our faith.


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