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When I was a teenager I said to one of my friends, "It must be great to have been a Christian for 50 years. Just think how deeply you would experience God's love. Just think how powerfully you would be able to pray. Just think how much you would know about the Bible." She replied, "Malcolm, some of those people have been Christians for 50 years and they are still babies." The Bible says that the Christians in the book of Hebrews needed milk, not...

Winner of the Jabuti Prize (2021), Jeferson Tenório’s The Dark Side of Skin picks apart that old maxim, ‘the personal is political’. To be a black man (and woman) brings with it structural racism—at every level—based on stereotypes. White is always right. Even when it’s wrong. Lobato offers as evidence some statistics that should surprise no one. In the year the book was published 78% of people killed by the police were black (50% of Brazil’s...

Come and get me The skylines serenade from her lips. Suspended in anticipation. Her innocence mesmerizes with A murmuration of spells, casting Love particles. Blossom before my eyes. Then unveils a pause, sending my heart racing, into the core of it all. The object of my contemplation, While spoken words see the unseen. Things we keep, my moon and your sun light, now speechless. My dearest lover, air kisses, Our hidden contrasts are in this...

Bloom Before Their Eyes Conquer your day by preparing the mind: no matter what comes This is a great day. Happy-go-lucky all the way, no matter what anyone else has to say. It’s your day- You get to choose how you spend Your time. So float on cloud nine, And remember: It's just one day at a time. Take your leap in the wind and rain, Dance, sing, and spin like you’re insane! Lift yourself like a feather, Knowing you can weather any weather...

Filed by Fletcher Moody — Literary Correspondent I was sent to La Honda, California, on April 23, 1965, to cover a police raid on the home of a novelist named Ken Kesey. Kesey had written two novels by then, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest and Sometimes a Great Notion. The first had made him famous and paid for a log-and-stone house in a stand of redwoods in the Santa Cruz Mountains, where he kept a kind of permanent open house. The young people...

Our Story and Poem of the Month for June has very kindly been chosen by Drew Gummerson.

The Endless Wait Those voices in the dark waters are calling. Here they are, for there’s no escape. Like being inside the depths of no return. Although waiting for Christmas Day. That surely will never come! It’s the end of the line; they're drowning. While facing Pyramid Head. They all follow the same fate: Lost hope, forgotten memories Only the siren in the deep. Reaching for someone, to take their hands, They squeal with a loud cry. “Let go!...

Without You Find me wandering, like a frantic fly trapped in a dying room, buzzing blindly against the window pane, hunting for a ghost from his past. What if you had stayed right here? We are drowning in the noise of the chatter, You see where this is going. There is no relief from the toxic spray On consolation left in this broken bond. I looked to you, desperate to stay, afraid to stray. We were supposed to be stronger, beyond hesitation...

It's America's 250th anniversary today. This weekend too, marks a significant birthday for me, I was born July 2nd 1966,. three years after The Cuban Missile Crisis and the assassination of John F Kennedy in Dallas, Texas. I grew up in the shadow of the bomb, the Iron curtain, the Berlin wall, The Cold War. I can remember 50 years ago, the summer of 1976. We watched on our TVs, listened to the radio stations across the Atlantic, the 4th of July...

Fruits Wrap this tapestry in holy love, sweet nourishment from God above. If one desires to peel its layers, The harvest yields in constant prayer. Savor the taste of juicy fruit fed by the spirit’s deep-seed roots. Layered with inner, unquenchable joy, A peace that no critic can ever destroy. Having embraced ‌faithful patience, We wait for the fruits of true repentance. Each seed of kindness is designed to leave a divine taste. Far sweeter than...