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Touching Icons
When I first saw an icon, I immediately wanted to touch it. At the time, I was a graduate student at the University of Oregon, studying medieval poetry and, specifically, medieval myths about creativity. There is an art museum on… Continue reading
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Pockets full of candy (or not)
When I was a kid, our advent calendar was full of candy. That was enough for me. The calendar itself was a length of felt. Its color was off-white, something like the background color of this blog. There were rows… Continue reading
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A middle-way for upside-down prayers
My children seem to be most comfortable praying upside-down. Or while crawling on top of one another. Or with their feet in my face. In this, they’re probably similar to most kids. I often hear my parishioners complain about having… Continue reading
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Priest, Daddy, and Artist
I had to celebrate my first Easter Vigil as a priest with my toddler daughter on my lap. I write “had to”, but that evening was one of my favorite memories as a priest and as a daddy. I had… Continue reading
Incense and Crayons 