The 60-Second Sabbath

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  • A Limerick for Christmas (Day 10)

    There was a wee infant so coldAttended by ordure and gold,    A paradox stabled,    Our God somehow cradled.We've never seen helpless so bold. Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • The River of Yearning

    You fight the current. Stop rowing.Watch the oars slip from the oarlocksand slide downstream. One you let go,once you relax into the river's pull,then the herons appear,lifting you from your leaky longingand placing you gently amongthe great, green, silent reedsswaying… Continue reading