Monthly Archives: September 2008

Celebrate the Author: Robert McCloskey
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Posted on September 26, 2008 by

I’ve missed Robert McCloskey’s birthday on September 15 of this month. But considering the timeless appeal of his stories and pictures, maybe it doesn’t matter. This book, for instance, was one of my friends as a child, and it remains a favorite as an adult with children of my own. As a child, it was … Continue reading →

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Sacred Journey II
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Posted on September 16, 2008 by

I’ve finished Buechner’s Sacred Journey. Very thought-provoking. I love his notion of “incarnational” divine speech. Words have their limitations. I agree that we are hasty to interpret God’s meaning — or “what he’s saying” — in the things that happen in the world, or in our lives. And even though I feel hesitant in about limiting … Continue reading →

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Seasoning the Season with Words: A Child’s Calendar
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Posted on September 12, 2008 by

A few days ago it was about ninety degrees outside, but it was an unmistakably autumn ninety: windy, the air full of those little yellow leaves that are the first to surrender. I’ve been enjoying the season with its mixed bag of emotions, and this book has been a lovely companion. Written by John Updike, illustrated … Continue reading →

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Sacred Journey I
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Posted on September 10, 2008 by

I’ve just read the intro to this book by Frederich Buechner. He writes: Life itself can be thought of as an alphabet by which God graciously makes known his presence and purpose among us. Like the Hebrew alphabet, the alphabet of grace has no vowels, and in that sense his words to us are always veiled, … Continue reading →

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Pure air and fire: a roundup of horse poems
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Posted on September 5, 2008 by

Do you give the horse his strength? Do you clothe his neck with terror? Do you make him leap like a locust, snort like a blast of thunder? He paws and champs at the bit; he exults as he charges into battle. He laughs at the sight of danger; he does not wince from the … Continue reading →

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