The Rabbit Room

There are certain parts of the Bible that I can taste in my mouth when I read them, as if the words are so necessary to speak out loud my tongue could move of its own volition to make that happen. The first chapter of John is like that for me always (In the beginning was the word and the word was God and the word was with God). So also was this…[Read more]

I echo from above: A liturgy for joy (or perhaps, a liturgy for small joys)

And submit: A liturgy for beholding another’s heartbreak.