Monthly Archives: December 2013

My favorite Christmas carol isn’t, but is rather an Advent carol written by Eleanor Farjeon, the same woman who wrote Morning Has Broken. Christian or not, with the rebirth of the sun, what we are always waiting for is the … Continue reading →

As I thought of these things, I drew aside the curtains and looked out into the darkness, and it seemed to my troubled fancy that all those little points of light filling the sky were the furnaces of innumerable divine … Continue reading →

I’m reading this article in the New Yorker about a woman who had her child taken away from her by California’s child services. The mother clearly loves her child, the child dearly loves her, the welfare people and judges seem … Continue reading →