Archive for April, 2012
Pink Neon
If moods were colour, this is my mood today. This day, bookended by Good Friday and Resurrection Sunday, is one saturated by a Love which came down two milleniums ago, heated by a love eternal, cooled to the coldest cruelty of humanity. A love enlivening, life-ending, in the end, life-giving. In Him was life, and… Read More ›
Symmetry, or The Elegance of the See-Saw
There’s something about a see-saw that makes a child race towards an empty one. It’s inert, tilted at rest, promising a fun ride of ups and downs. But you can’t be alone to ride one. And if you’re small, it’s not much fun sharing a see-saw with a big person. Like you, I’ve always liked see-saws…. Read More ›
Post-Race Analysis
The morning of Race Day was dry, on hindsight miraculously bookended by mornings so stormy you’d have second thoughts driving out unless you had to. But I was oblivious. As I left the apartment, the sky black as night and a too-early breakfast of snack bar and cocoa sitting heavily inside, I suddenly remembered my… Read More ›
