Dreaming in Delaware The Mystery of the Trinity; Or Being at sea with Augustine The Trinity is a classic conundrum for theologians. How do you explain the mystery in a way that doesn’t…
Dreaming in Delaware It is what it is Say “Florence” and the walls of quarantine disappear. All it takes is the name to fire those neurons and…
Dreaming in Delaware Rubbish Removal Rubbish. It accumulates with and without our help. In corners and in conversation we litter our lives. Some rubbish…
Dreaming in Delaware I Confess I confess. I’ve been convicted by a jury of my possessions. I’m addicted to stuff that is stuffed with stories.…
Dreaming in Delaware Mystery Human life is a mystery, beginning to end. The only wise response I’ve learned to the question, “Why?” is also the best prayer, “Thank you.” Gratitude in the…
Dreaming in Delaware No Silver Bullets What’s the market now for silver bullets? With all the weaponry on American streets, from batons, tear gas, water bottles,…
Dreaming in Delaware Altaring the World: Bits and Pieces Sorting out stuff for a departure from this particular state (geography or mortality) is spiritually exhausting and a very…
Dreaming in Delaware Altaring the World: In beauty it begins The order for closing the doors hadn’t come yet, but we were already sheltering in place as the cold winds…
Dreaming in Delaware Prayer Book How does one pray during a pandemic? Are there performative forms of lament or grammars of grace that articulate sighs…
Dreaming in Delaware Post Office “You’ve got mail” once meant: letters, packages, postcards, bills, newspapers, magazines, and of course, junk stuff, delivered by an…
