Tents are not Homes

Tents are not Homes

This wilderness falls on my way and though a wanderer like Jacob  of old here I cannot stay. I remember John the Baptist who chose for his home the wilderness;   I remember too the wild sweetness that I have tasted there in these seasons and the temptation to...
Waiting for Jesus

Waiting for Jesus

On the outskirts of Jerusalem the donkey waited. Not especially brave, or filled with understanding, he stood and waited. How horses, turned out into the meadow, leap with delight! How doves, released from their cages, clatter away, splashed with sunlight. But the...
Betrayed by Your Lifestyle

Betrayed by Your Lifestyle

I was hungry               And you were overweight. I was thirsty               And you kept watering your lawn. I was a stranger               And you called the police. I was naked               And you went shopping for the latest fashions. I was sick              ...