August 19, 2017

Another Look: Perfect Love

…No more tit-for-tat stuff. Live generously. …If all you do is love the lovable, do you expect a bonus? …In a word, what I’m saying is, Grow up. You’re kingdom subjects. Now live like it. Live out your God-created identity. Live generously and graciously toward others, the way God lives toward you. • From Matt. […]

Friday with Michael & Damaris: Pentecost

Pentecost The room is still; the hearth is cold and dark. A rancid smell of ashes fills the air. The candles stand neglected. Windows stare Like blinded eyes unlit by any spark. How dead this place – no life has left its mark Upon the icy floor, the table bare; No breeze, no breath, no […]

Fridays with Damaris: Infinity

Infinity By Damaris Zehner You tossed the earth Into the oceans of space Where it floated, glowing Green against blackness. From that tiny impact Ripples circled outward, Reaching warm fingers of water Into the emptiness between the planets, Lifting stars as lightly as Drifting blossoms on their waves. Not even at the farthest reaches Of […]

Poetry Week: Midday Four – Chaplain Mike

What if I…? by Michael Mercer What if I… When dark and deep prevailed Breathed out an order And light broke through, awakening the world? And what if I… When heinous violence ruled Tapped a lone man’s shoulder And bid him build a lifeboat to preserve the world? And what if I… When self-reliant hubris […]

Poetry Week: Morning Four – Damaris Zehner

This Fallen World By Damaris Zehner I walked every day through the West African town, Rust-red dirt beneath my feet, green leaves crowding overhead. The sounds of chickens and of mortars pounding Marked the houses hiding in the trees along the road. But one day, at my feet, against the rust-red dirt, I saw A […]

Poetry Week: From an Interview with Eugene Peterson

Note from CM: If you’ve read Internet Monk for any length of time, you know that both Michael Spencer and I have benefited immensely from the work of Eugene Peterson. For many, many reasons, not least of which is Peterson’s love for language and his insistence on rich conversation as a main ingredient of pastoral work. […]

Poetry Week: Midday Three – Wendell Berry

❀ I know I am getting old and I say so, but I don’t think of myself as an old man. I think of myself as a young man with unforeseen debilities. Time is neither young nor old, but simply new, always counting, the only apocalypse. And the clouds — no mere measure or geometry, […]

Poetry Week: Morning Three – Chaplain Mike

Ecclesiastes 61 On my birthday With Ford and Howard, Boyer, Kubek Richardson, and Skowron, Berra, Mantle, Maris in the field the boys of summer ’61 were powerful and glamorous, unrivaled in the thrills that they could yield. A five year-old lefty I was then When Roger broke the unbreakable mark and somehow opened an unseen […]

Poetry Week: Midday Two – Chaplain Mike

❀ Emmaus By Michael Mercer road taken friend welcomed hearts broken grief spoken word opened then home guest summoned meal proffered grace offered bread broken eyes opened christ known

Poetry Week: Morning Two – Christina Rossetti

Note from CM: We feature two Easter poems today. The first is by one of my favorite devotional poets, Christina Rossetti. We featured her during Advent in 2014, and today we offer one of her delightful Easter carols. As in her Advent poems, which mirrored the “bleak midwinter” climate in which she lived, so too her Easter poetry […]