It is good to remember, and bear witness to the grace that speckles our days with wisdom and wonder. Not more than many, do I have my share. But with what I have, I commend to you whatever I can make of it — be it word or image.

Once upon a time, I'm sure (though I have no memory of it), my mother and father read or told stories to me and my siblings. Probably every day. Whether they were from the bible or not, these stories pushed us to the frontiers of experience without at all endangering

Prose by Herman de Jong (1932 - 2004) - A set of six short prose poems on matters of faith.

My life is richly hued and deeply textured. But the light comes and goes, and the details dry out or get roiled under, and the view is often lost to a host of distractions. Sometimes it's clear to see, the epiphany, in moments that I treasure, but more often it

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