Recently, I received a bit of an Advent jolt thanks to art critic and theologian Dan Siedell. In his book Who's Afraid of Modern Art?: Essays on Modern Art and Theology in Conversation, Seidell tells the engrossing story of the controversy surrounding the work below: The image, created by American artist Andrés Serrano, seems rather innocuous –... Continue Reading →
"We must not take flight to a better land or to some height or other unknown, nor to any spiritual Cloud-Cukcooland nor to a Christian fairyland. God has come into our life in its utter unloveliness and frightfulness."
S'il vous plait, send the sweetness of these several songs swirling straight into the center of your sensorium, and savor the subsequent scintillating summer sensations sublimating inside your soul...
The stone is rolled back, not papier-mache, Not a stone in a story, But the vast rock of materiality that in the slow grinding of Time will eclipse for each of us The wide light of day.
Another season of Lent is upon us and that means it's time for another round of our Lenten Soundtrack. This time, we're kicking things off with a song by Lissie – a criminally under-recognized and wonderfully talented singer who I recently discovered while watching the new season of David Lynch's Twin Peaks.
"The Cultivation of Christmas Trees", T.S. Eliot, 1954 There are several attitudes towards Christmas, Some of which we may disregard: The social, the torpid, the patently commercial, The rowdy (the pubs being open till midnight), And the childish - which is not that of the child For whom the candle is a star, and the... Continue Reading →
Of all the books I read in college one of the most valuable and one of the few that I still find myself returning to regularly is Dorothy Sayers' The Man Born to Be King, a cycle of twelve plays about the life Christ that was written and produced for BBC radio during World War II. If... Continue Reading →
I have been reading Henri Nouwen's excellent little book The Return of the Prodigal Son this summer and have found myself delighted and moved by the story of his encounter with Rembrandt's famous painting and the parable it depicts. One of the many passages in the book that I have had stuck in my mind... Continue Reading →