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Day Seventeen: Holiday Depression
Last night after packing and sorting things in the formerly flooded basement I flung myself on the couch. The idea of dinner loomed in my...
Day Sixteen: Feast of St. Andrew
Let us gaze upon these stars and marvel at their brilliance! When Andrew, whom we commemorate today, found the Lord of all, he cried to...
Day Fifteen: Avarice (love of money)
“And so the house came to be haunted by the unspoken phrase: There must be more money! There must be more money! The children could hear...
Day Fourteen: Giving Thanks (as a nation)
Our trip to New York this past summer was a whirlwind. We saw an opportunity to go with very little notice. Dave had a client meeting in...
Day Ten: Words
This essay first appeared in the Ruminate Magazine blog earlier this year. In this season of waiting, examination and hope it felt right,...
Day One: Beards
It’s not cheating for me to post an excerpt from my book, “Nearly Orthodox” (coming soon from Ancient Faith Publishers!) Ok, it’s a...
on being contented…
“Faith does not need to push the river because faith is able to trust that there is a river. The river is flowing. We are in it.”...
A year ago, give or take a few days, I was welcomed into the Orthodox faith. On that day I took the name of Saint Theodora of Vasta,...
On giving thanks…
O Christ our God, bless the food, drink, and fellowship of Thy servants, for Thou art holy always, now and ever and unto ages of ages....
Sometimes when we go for weeks with illness and travel like this I think the kids probably believe we’re back off the wagon where church...