There was a moment when Moses had the nerve to ask God what his name is. God was gracious enough to answer, and the name he gave is recorded in the original Hebrew as YHWH. Over time we’ve arbitrarily added an “a” and an “e” in there to get YaHWeH, presumably because...
The Thing Isto love life, to love it evenwhen you have no stomach for itand everything you’ve held like burnt paper in your hands,your throat filled with the silt of it.When grief sits with you, its tropical heatthickening the air, heavy as watermore fit for gills...
I sometimes forgetthat I was created for Joy.My mind is too busy.My Heart is too heavyfor me to rememberthat I have beencalled to dancethe Sacred dance of life.I was created to smileTo LoveTo be lifted upAnd to lift others up.O’ Sacred OneUntangle my feetfrom all that...
So the line had stuck in my head. “Sex,” I was pretty sure, meant whether you were a boy or girl, and “sin” made Tante Jans very angry, but what the two together meant I could not imagine. And so, seated next to Father in the train compartment, I suddenly asked,...