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Open your doors, open your eyes

National Poetry Month, Day 17  //  The greatest blessings in life are the commonest, and I’m blind to them usually because I look too high. I yearn for the big, unusual blessings and fail to see them precisely because the big ones are unusual. The common ones, the ones God loves to give, are most […]

At the gate of another year

Long ago I stopped making resolutions for the new year. Instead, I turn to a poem that has been passed on in my family for at least three generations since it became widely known at the threshold of World War II and that opens to me in greater depth with each new year passes. In […]

Giving thanks in the land of milk and honey

The Lord . . . brought us to this place and gave us this land, a land flowing with milk and honey (Deuteronomy 26:8-9). When you come into the land God is giving you, the land God promised, bring the first and best of all you have, and present it to God as an offering […]

At the gate of the year

In the dark, uncertain days of late 1939, shortly after the outbreak of World War II, England’s King George VI sought to encourage his nation in his Christmas message. In his radio broadcast he read from a poem by a little-known American teacher at the London School of Economics, Minnie Louise Haskins. The poem began: […]

Two lessons from the Mayflower

The day on which I write this is the anniversary 395 years ago of the sailing of the ship Mayflower for the New World. It was chartered by a group of merchants known as “the London Adventurers” and carried 102 settlers. I can only guess what visions and dreams motivated those Adventurers and settlers. I’d […]

God Knows

So I stand once again at the beginning of a new year, trying to clear my mind and heart of things past in order to behold the brand-new life that lies ahead, and trying to trust what and where I cannot see. My ritual for New Year’s Day has long included reading this poem, the […]

The future

“I don’t like to talk about the future very much because it doesn’t exist and we don’t know anything about it.” (Wendell Berry)