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From the December 2022 Print Edition

When all goes ill instead of well,There is no remedy but love.Test after test, results do tellWhen all goes ill instead of well.Our words and deeds each stint or spellReveal what we are both made of.When all goes ill instead of well,There is no remedy but love. —Jane Blanchard Image by . . . . Continue Reading »


From the February 2019 Print Edition

Sleep, baby, sleep, at long last bornIn Bethlehem as once foretold,To parents recently forlorn,To all who yet may be consoled. Sleep, baby, sleep, and do not cryWhen shepherds from the fields appear,Just after angels in the skyHave sung that Christ the Lord is near. Sleep, baby, sleep, you need not . . . . Continue Reading »

All We Like Sheep

From the January 2017 Print Edition

A statue of the risen Lord, No more than four feet tall, Composed of resin painted gold, Hung on the church’s wall. Arms raised, it welcomed everyone Approaching from the east: Saints, sinners, strangers, members, guests, The greatest to the least. One night the statue disappeared From its . . . . Continue Reading »