Thursday, May 16, 2019

Canyon Reflection

Slot Canyon

Earth surrenders
        Crevice slices deep
       Light shaft pierces
         Holy Space
     Slow down the mind
Relax into awe
Be still
Soul-ride the light
              Out of the hidden canyon

   Nearly twenty years ago I took these pictures in Antelope Canyon. Alluvial erosion and fast-flowing flash floods have, over millennia, sculpted natural corridors through the soft sandstone. Even on an overcast day, shards of light manage their way down to illuminate the dark. I found the scene fascinating then.
  Today, I've come to see the light in the canyon as a metaphor for life and most helpful in the darkest days. The first century mystic reminds us, "...The Life-Light blazed out of the darkness: the darkness couldn't put it out."
(John 1:5 The Message)  

Tuesday, March 19, 2019

Gees Bend, Alabama 1968
Purdue University students experience soul rich hospitality from economically poor hosts as they spend the night in an isolated African-American community. 

Tuesday, March 5, 2019

Reflecting on moving from Mardi Gras to Ash Wednesday in New Orleans with Purdue students fifty years ago. What it meant then, what it means now.

Saturday, February 2, 2019

The Day I met Martin Luther King, Jr.
Every year about this time, I remember the day I walked into the office of the Montgomery Improvement Association and shook hands with Dr. King. It was of no consequence to the Movement but it was a pivotal moment in my life. I share it with the hope that all of us can take the continuing struggle for universal civil rights personally, in our own way.
The first African-American enrolls in Auburn University 
Nearly thirty years after I met Harold Franklin as  he registered as a student at Auburn, we met and recalled those tumultuous times. 

Thursday, January 24, 2019

Race. It's all how one looks at it.

  3 Lessons of Revolutionary Love in a Time of Rage

Thursday, December 6, 2018

Life Without Superheroes
"The storm was a pivotal point in my perception and understanding of loss and recovery. I would never again look to Plastic Man to fix things."

"No storm can destroy our compassion for one another." 

Saturday, June 23, 2018

The Mountain is Calling

Heart Mountain


One cannot help but be impressed with this geological marvel that frames the Bighorn Basin near Cody, Wyoming, especially when one knows how the mountain was formed.

     The Heart Mountain Relocation Interpretation Center located on the other side of the mountain pulls us back into a dark side of our nation's history.
     I know we cannot live on the mountain in some fantasy peaceable kingdom, but I know we must not live in the swamp of fear and hate. I believe we can love the stranger. Will we?