“The Journey of the Magi” (1894) by James Jacques Joseph Tissot (French painter and illustrator, 1836-1902), oil on canvas. I’m an artist at self-accusation and remorse. Accuse me of anything – lust, greed, pride, gluttony, laziness, work a-holism, launching the Vietnam War, bombing Pearl Harbor – and I’ll plead sweat-riddled guilt. It seems this day […]
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December 10, 2011
I feel the ground rumble as the panic-stricken advertisers stampede. Someone just told them we should rescue Advent from its kidnappers and let it roam all year. Advent was meant to be a season of prayer and fasting, with the look and feel of Lent. The shopping malls would open late and close early. We would slow down and dwell in Christ. Activists would join contemplatives in the ancient disciplines of stillness, meditation and contemplation — all of which would kindle a cool fire enflamed with resolve, conviction, compassion, and contentment. We’d be peaceful enthusiasts, free from the allure of gaudy knick-knacks forged from the fossils’ ooze.
December 23, 2010
Wilt in the desert while strolling through a meadow; feel drought in the lake; bear tedium while riding the wild surf. NASCAR is snail-paced. The ocean is too wet and there’s lint in my mansion and I can’t dig a ditch because gold clogs the ground …