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The tooth fairy and a longing for Heaven
The other day, in our evening prayer time, our youngest daughter prayed that the Tooth Fairy is real. She has her first “wiggle tooth”, and she has that beautiful combination of anxiety and joy at something new that children have about… Continue reading
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Red-tinted conifers and the darkness of God
When I was in high school, I hated going to church. It’s not that I wasn’t Christian, though I have to say that it wasn’t until college of when teaching abroad that I really gave honest, mature thought to the… Continue reading
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Studying just one thing for a while
Before I was ordained a priest, I studied and taught language and literature, specifically rhetorical writing and medieval poetry. As a teacher and a student, I had a lot to read: from students’ papers to long, narrative poems like Beowulf… Continue reading
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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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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 