lenten journal: between noon and three

rage room I was in a different city a few weeks back and saw a rage room a shop that invited you to come in a break things through the open door we saw drop cloths and a stack of sledgehammers as well as sheets of glass plates cups and televisions stuff that would shatter…

I am fortunate to be driving across Texas just as the bluebonnets are blooming. Here’s where they took me. among the wildflowers the old pickup rolled to a stop on the shoulder of the two-lane road the gravel spoke underneath the worn boots of the workmen who walked to the front of the truck that…

we gathered for dinner on this penultimate thursday because this is the night that we eat dinner together for no other reason than we eat dinner together. fourteen around the table— a couple more than were there the night Jesus broke the bread, poured the wine and spilt his love all over his friends, hoping…