A life in words

  • Beginning a New Poem

    After an institute class about the Beast and the Dragon in the Revelation of John, I started writing a poem, which currently consists of the following. Oh, and please note that the lines in the large font indicate new sections. Each of these is actually just one stanza, most of which are sonnet-like with 14…

  • What the Blog?!?

    I’m sure ten million blog posts around the English-speaking world have started with that title, and that rightfully so. I’m in sort of a silly mood. I was going to set my status on Facebook as “Josh is… aspiring?” But it didn’t quite sum up all of the weird nuances of goofiness. But if I…

  • We Are Children of God

    What does this mean? Here are some ideas: The all-consuming fire of God’s love There is simply no end to it. I don’t claim to understand it because my imagination of love is generally limited by the degree to which I am able to love. But I can believe in the unendingness of his concern…

The past is never dead. It’s not even past.William Faulkner, Requiem for a Nun (1951), act 1