Russellings of the Spirit

compassion

  • Here in the aftermath…

    “Sir, we wish to see Jesus.” (John 12:21, NRSV) Today, words fail. And yet, I have always been encouraged that the attempt to assemble appropriate words can often be the beginning point of the process of healing. So I press on… I… Continue reading

  • Old eyes, new eyes/Brown eyes, blue eyes

    For at least the first week and a half afterward, it is like I had an eye transplant. Old eyes gone… a new set dropped into their place. And then, inevitably, I realize that the old eyes have returned… slowly… Continue reading

  • Blasts from pasts

    It is the great boon and the great bane of our wonderful world of instantaneous electronic connection. You or I can be shuffling along, minding our own business, when SHAZAM! a voice or face from the distant, forgotten past suddenly… Continue reading

  • It’s Just hair

    Well, it’s gone. We knew the day was coming. Ever since my wife’s cancer diagnosis in late September and the ensuing prescription for chemotherapy, we knew the days of her beautiful, flowing, auburn hair were numbered. It’s just what happens… Continue reading

  • Leashed Justice

    When it first happened, I felt kind of righteous and empowered. A little later, I began to be unsure. Later still I just felt bad. And more than a little ashamed of myself. You see, in my community here in… Continue reading