As twilight falls, I sit in a favorite chair in my study. The glow of the candles casts shadows in the room from their placement near an icon in a corner. In the stillness, I begin to sing a familiar hymn: O come, O come, Emmanuel And ransom captive Israel….… Read More »The Coming of God-With-Us
As twilight falls, I sit in a favorite chair in my study. The glow of the candles casts shadows in the room from their placement near an icon in a corner. In the stillness, I begin to sing a familiar hymn: O come, O come Emmanuel And ransom captive Israel….… Read More »The Coming of God-With-Us
Love Dogs A Poem by Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks One night a man was crying Allah! Allah! His lips grew sweet with praising, until a cynic said, “So! I’ve heard you calling out, but have you ever gotten any response?” The man had no answer to that. He quit… Read More »Love Dogs
