There is at the back of all our lives an abyss of light, more blinding and unfathomable than any abyss of darkness; and it is…

It helps, now and then, to step back and take a long view. The kingdom is not only beyond our efforts, it is even beyond our…

There is a pervasive form of contemporary violence . . . [and that is] activism and overwork. The rush and pressure of modern life are…

All life requires a rhythm of rest. There is a rhythm in our waking activity and the body’s need for sleep. There is a rhythm…

If only for once it were still.   If the not quite right and the why this   could be muted, and the neighbour’s laughter,   and the static…

Steeling your heart, Yet what’s the use? . Already it’s stolen. Already the beloved Has captured the castle. . How defend yourself Against rapture? How…

This song is a ballad. But really it’s a hymn.   It’s been a favourite of mine since I first heard it a decade ago.…

Oh the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person: having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them out. Just as…

It’s happened again, there’s a colourless skyIt’s dimmed me again, I’ve run out of whyHank Williams is grieving I’m scanning the psalmsit says when Jesus…

Loneliness, at a psychological level, if you go deeper, it’s solitude. Solitude is a mysterious kind of intimacy in which we are all united with…