Month: September 2013

John’s Whisper

We are here waiting with you. There is little we can do to ease you pain but we can stand here waiting with you while you do what you need to do. The others have gone.  They are hiding I think. But we are here. We know our ministry to...

the stewardship of serenity and longing

All, my life, from the time I was 12 and learned that I wanted to, and had a calling to, enter a vocation as clergy, I have been searching for the kind of community I read about in Acts that day at summer camp in the forests of Quebec's northern...

vulnerability

Behold, I bare myself to humanity by becoming human. If you lock your eyes on my eyes you will be ok. But barely. Behold this soft flesh. Behold this face of confidence in all things being well, though confusing and sometimes excruciating. Behold The One Who Is. I have come...

simplicity

There is a deep simplicity in strawberries in a bowl.  This is a bowl I made last summer with one of my primary glazes.  I remember siting with it on my lap, eating the entire bowl of strawberries in one sitting for dinner.  I loved the shape of the clay...

Saint John The Evangelist

The primary medallion on the pulpit of the Cathedral is this bas relief of John the Evangelist.  He is pictured in keeping with the church tradition that he was the writer of John's Gospel (or at least the one after whom it was named.) He is seen here with the...

Community

    Subscribe & Follow The Holy Trinity Icon, (Rublev) Mount Athos, Greece, Egg tempera on carved wood, 2000 In a society so inundated with images every day on facebook, television, advertising and other media, it is hard to imagine what a 15th century Christian would have thought on encountering...

Community

  Subscribe & Follow The Holy Trinity Icon, (Rublev) Mount Athos, Greece, Egg tempera on carved wood, 2000   In a society so inundated with images every day on facebook, television, advertising and other media, it is hard to imagine what a 15th century Christian would have thought on encountering...

the stewardship of welcome

  This pot and hanging ladle above it is a regular sight in Thailand where I learned to cook and rest. This particular one is in a pottery village in which I enjoyed spending time as a potter.  The men and women of the village kindly welcomed me in among...

the stewardship of our silences

  The candle was developed by the Chinese 200 years BCE. It was made in India by boiling Cinnamon for use in temples and in parts of Europe, Africa and the Middle East the candle was delayed in its arrival until the middle ages because it was so much easier...

bread

    Last week a homeless man arrived at the church to find a place to rest and warm.  He may have been an angel unaware and we gave him coffee with some bread.  As he ate he told us his story.  He asked us if we felt pain and...