Ahlan wa sahlan. Karibuni. Welcome.
Long Swims
I recently discovered this post that I wrote seven years ago as a guest on a friend’s blog. It’s always a bit disorienting to be vibing with something you’re reading before you even recognize it as your own words. Regardless, in this season of thankfulness I’ve been thinking of many of you, my own boat…
Sheep, and the First Principle and Foundation
This Friday is Eid. It’s the big Eid, the one when people commemorate Abraham’s audacious obedience to God by displaying his willingness to sacrifice his son on the mountain of God. So, naturally, there’s sheep everywhere. Bless them. Small flocks gathered under trees in empty lots, standing meekly by while men exchange bills and drink…
Sunday
I’m writing this sitting cross legged on a striped blanket spread across damp brown sand. It’s funny thinking of you reading these words for the first time in Times New Roman on a screen somewhere very far away. But for me, these words are being born onto the lined pages of a weathered notebook already…
(not) Normal
Perhaps is it because I have fallen woefully behind in my working through the Spiritual Exercises of St. Ignatius that my friend’s words on Facebook hit me like a punch to the gut yesterday. While I joined in with much of the world celebrating the joy of Easter Sunday this weekend, I dropped right back…
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Far From My Mountain 