• One evening in December of 2018, Kelsey and I had just finished a riveting chapter of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. We had been steadily plodding through the entire series for a couple years now, reading […]

  • For anyone experiencing issues logging into the Hutchmoot: Homebound website, feel free to reach out to Leslie Thompson at leslie@roguecreativemarketing.com. She’ll help you to figure out what’s going wrong and fix it!

  • Hi, Kara! At about the time you left your comment, the Rabbit Room staff was having some issues with the Hutchmoot: Homebound website as well. We contacted Squarespace and were able to clear it up, though. Are you still getting the same error message today?

  • As our collaborative Doxology’s final “Amen” rang out in North Wind Manor, I looked around and saw that my tears were shared by everyone else in the room. 185 voices from around the world: a harmony achieved […]

    • Literally, my house caught fire in June of 2020, Shige’s lines will be framed in the same hallway and room where the flames of that disaster attempted to obliterate my library, office, and the content of Biblical Counseling Through Song. 
      Yet, I am grateful that I have a God, brothers, and sisters to sift through the ash to find the refined gold left by the fire of 2020.  Hutchmoot Homebound was one of those nuggets.  There shall be more, praise the Lord!I am grateful.Darkness pulls at the edge of my cloak, andI am grateful to standin the smoke. I am ableto laugh as I chokeunder scorched skies.Milky eyes leave streaksthrough dust tracks on my cheeks, ashrains down around me in the streets,Father, the world is on fire.I raise my hands higherin the flames,I am more than dust, and rust, and pain.I am grateful

    • shige’s poem wrecked me a little, but i’m not sure it would have before friday.
      this weekend, for me, was stitched over with the pattern of sacred and profane– the eternity in the ordinary, the feast to come that’s starting here with table scraps. that dim mirror between the two got a little clearer during my first hutchmoot, just as it always does when i walk into the rabbit room. that’s because the rabbit room makes me look up and ahead to where an eternal God welcomes me into an eternal Kingdom filled with eternal light. 
      “grateful” put biting words to sacred/profane paradox. i’m grateful for hutchmoot: homebound, which gave shige– and all of us– paper on which to bleed our longings.

    • In another little corner of community, Leslie Bustard shared poems by Gerard Manly Hopkins and Luci Shaw and invited a response, participating in the ongoing conversation of poets through the ages. I was just beginning to process HH (which feels strange because I’m not finished watching and soaking it in yet!) but this poem is what grew out of it all:Indian Trail, NC
      “Christ plays in ten thousand places”G.M. Hopkins
      In a thousand faces(or ten, by turn)in grids across the veil of screenChrist playsand poemsand paintsand preachesas each Image images,Selves–goes itselfforth,creates,bears witness.Christ in each one,and in all, and allin Him, one.Isolated together,united apartby a single breathof inspiration;beautiful of feet,fleet of song,created,creating,awaiting the daydismembered partswill be rejoined.

    • Such good words, Drew – thank you for summing up what so many of us are feeling as we look back at Hutchmoot: Homebound. It felt genuine, it encouraged shared experiences of community, & it felt handmade, in the best ways – no small feat for an online event. 

  • Four months ago, the Rabbit Room began wondering, dreaming, asking how in the world we were going to adapt to 2020 when it came to our biggest event of the year: Hutchmoot.⁣

    How do we take an annual c […]

  • All of us have our main thing, whether we call it a career, a profession, a calling, or a vocation. It’s the primary occupant of our waking attention, it’s what we’re known for, and if we’re fortunate, it even pa […]

  • Whether you know his name yet or not, chances are that Stephen Crotts is responsible for at least one piece of art—whether it’s an album cover, book cover, poster, or stand-alone work—that has stopped you in you […]

  • [Editor’s note: click here to read Part 3: Precious Impermanence by Jennifer Trafton.]

    Recently I was struck by the surprisingly earthy language used by 15th century Archbishop of Canterbury Thomas Cramner to […]

    • Hello i read all the parts of The Lost Art of Listening, i loved it very much this one is also amazing.

    • Drew, your experiences mirror mine, and this was a fantastic addition to this great series of articles. I love the admonition to “chew the cud” by selective limitation, allowing ourselves to become intimately acquainted with the music we imbibe. One tiny note, as I am a pedant – I believe it was Thomas Cranmer.

    • Excellent post, Drew. Cranmer’s words and Postman’s insights are certainly needed in the age of streaming. I have never heard the phrase “attention illiteracy,” but it is a perfect description of something I feel is a major issue in our culture today. Your thoughts on how the streaming platforms cultivate inattention are insightful. I wanted to add that I think poetry is a potential remedy to this problem since poems demand that we “chew the cud” to even enjoy or appreciate it at all. Perhaps it is because of an increasingly attention illiterate culture that reading poetry has gone out of vogue, but it is hard to know whether the chicken or the egg came first.

  • I’ve been wanting to have this conversation with Helena Sorensen ever since I had the pleasure of reading her last draft of The Door on Half-Bald Hill over the holidays. In this interview, we discuss the choice […]

  • In Season 2, Episode 2, Drew Miller and Andy Gullahorn dig deep into his song, “The End of a World,” its backstory, and the windy path that land Andy to its final version.

    In this episode, Drew and […]

  • I’ve been wanting to have this conversation with Helena Sorensen ever since I had the pleasure of reading her last draft of The Door on Half-Bald Hill over the holidays. In this interview, we discuss the choice […]

  • “As long as we’re singing, we might as well be smiling, too.” As I interviewed Randall about the new Slugs & Bugs album last week, he spoke that sentence so matter-of-factly that I knew he believed it the way a […]

  • The deluge of frightful information we wake up to daily—though helpful in navigating a disease-ridden world with wisdom and love—ceases to be helpful when it eclipses everything else in sight. So when the Rab […]

    • Blessings! Thank you!

    • Love you guys.

    • I have asthmatic bronchitis and am on extreme steroids, which will consequently suppress my immune system. I have been told by my doctor to not leave my house for three weeks or allow anyone over.
      I am also a teacher very worried about my students. Today my sons and I listened to Jennifer Trafton read Henry and the Chalk Dragon. Then we watched the first lesson in her creative writing course My 8-year-old son turned to me and said, “My cup of creativity is filling up, and soon it will pour out into the world.” Thank you, Rabbit Room, for this moment with my children.

    • This is so generous! Thank you!

    • great! love the Rabbit room. thank you for these gifts seo

    • It’s not expired. That’s odd. Anyone else seeing this problem?

  • Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about paths, by which I mean the ways that we follow to get from one place to another. The more I reflect on what a path really is, the more I see them everywhere, both in their […]

    • Thanks, Drew. Much to mull and ponder here, beginning with the question “Why did I tear up while reading this..?”

    • Drew. This is wonderful.

    • Great insights, here Drew. I like the idea of the old paths that millenia of saints have graced and that we walk on too. Life with God as a path is an extended metaphor in Scripture and in many languages across the world. Life as journey seems to be hardwired in.

    • I loved this. The true path is often the intertwining of tradition and innovation. I find this to be true in playing bluegrass. People often play what I call “reproduction music,” where they’re trying to exactly replicate old bluegrass, or they completely abandon the roots entirely and just make a bunch of stuff up with banjos that has more to do with the pop music they listened to before the big wild fad of banjos. Neither “way” is satisfactory. Tradition loved, imitated, practiced, coupled with experimentation and new ideas, tends to bring out the best in the music. And this is true of art of any kind, true of theology, true of nearly anything. Except for toilets.

  • Beverly and Rachelle, we’re so sorry about the trouble you experienced this morning! We got the issue resolved as soon as we could, and you should be able to purchase tickets now if you haven’t already.

  • As you may already know, the Rabbit Room began as a blog—a beloved ongoing conversation between a collection of writers and artists committed to encouraging each other and throwing ideas back and forth, just f […]

  • “He creates a world into which suffering will be birthed by sin and the cosmic weight of that suffering will be borne by Himself. It’s the last half of that statement that keeps such an answer from seeming trite and removed from our present pain. The suffering Christ makes sense of the senseless.” You hit the nail on the head. I find myself l…[Read more]

  • As the closing notes of Jeremy Casella’s new album ring out, I find myself exhaling, my body and mind having settled deeply into sounds and words that evoke comfort, peace, and that most distinct of […]

  • I’ll begin with something of a confession: While I enjoy lots of music, and there’s an abundance of excellent artists and well-crafted songs these days, and it’s marvelous to behold—very rarely do I hear a song o […]

    • I recently heard Letter to the Editor, exactly when I needed someone to put into words questions that I didn’t even know I needed to ask. It untangled a mess of jumbled emotions–anger, despair, guilt, sadness, & left me undone at my work desk (& really glad no one was looking my direction to see the tears). I finally just now listened to the rest of the album, & I wholeheartedly agree–the whole thing is a an incredible, unique work.

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