Friday Florilegium

From the margins of a 9th century manuscript comes today’s Florilegium: the joyful poem by an unnamed Irish monk about his cat, Pangur Bán. (Some of you w...

Friday Florilegium

Day 21 in a month-long series on Cultivating Sanctuary. Ah, the lovely cadences of 19th century prayer! Taken from the daily devotional, Prayers Ancient and Mod...

Friday Florilegium

Day 7 in a month-long series on Cultivating Sanctuary. When I visit the Trappist monasteries near Dubuque or the Sisters of the Love of God in Oxford, England, ...

Friday Florilegium

On my playlist this week has been a cover of Rachel Platten’s global hit “Fight Song” by The Piano Guys. Not only is it an instrument version ...

Friday Florilegium

O break my heart; but break it as a field Is by the plough up-broken for the corn; O break it as the buds, by green leaf seated, Are, to unloose the gold...

Friday Florilegium

Cup of tea and book in hand on a snowy Iowa morning, I’m celebrating the first deeply quiet day after months filled with moving and teaching and finishing...

The Friday Florilegium Returns…

As the days grow shorter and the slight chill weaves its way through yellowing leaves, I dream of cozy evenings, firelight, soft woolens, and holiday meals with...

Friday Florilegium

There is a river, a sweet, still, flowing river, the streams whereof will make glad thy heart. And, learn but in quietness and stillness to retire to the Lord, ...

Friday Florilegium

I know the plans that I have for you, declares the LORD. They are plans for peace and not disaster, plans to give you a future filled with hope. –Jeremiah...