Continuing The Celebration


It would be nice if we could all keep Christmas and Easter in our hearts every day, all year, wouldn’t it? Only that’s not the way it is for me, I know. I think my way of living into the Resurrection is to make art that invokes the feeling of that stone being rolled away in my own soul.

I hope this painting will provide a springboard of thought for you as you are celebrating this Easter season. My work, in the past few years, has dealt with the idea of transcendence, of rising above our earthly day-to-day irritations in order to experience the love and joy that surrounds us every day, if we can just raise our heads and appreciate it. I hope it will strike a chord with you. Happy Easter to all of you.

Image above (and on front-page mastheads): Rise by Jimpsie Ayres.

Words above by Jimpsie Ayres.

A Wonderful Gift


Not just a definite sign of spring but a wonderful gift at this Easter season. Wearing the color of a brilliant golden sun and always somehow promising...

Image above (and on front-page mastheads): Forsythia by Paul Jeffrey Poling of BigDog Photography.

Words above by Paul Jeffrey Poling.

One Day Of A Life


Maybe any one day of a life, even the most humdrum, has in it something of the mystery of that life as a whole. (Read more here.)

Image above (and on front-page mastheads): Electronic iPad image created by Rev. Dr. Marty Carney from his oil painting after the 1950 woodcut by Fritz Eichenberg, "Christ of the Breadlines."

Words above by Frederick Buechner.



Image above (and on front-page mastheads): Sacrifice by Sherry Byrd.

She Said "Yes"


She knelt beside the neatly planted rows
of cumin, dill, and mint. The clear March sky
was bright; a flock of birds flew high.
She pinched a leaf;
then, suddenly, she froze —
a voice had spoken. There was no one there.
It spoke a second time; she looked around.
“How can this be?” she asked the vacant air.
Once more it spoke, yet there was not a sound.
She paused again; her answer in her mind.

In thirty years and three, her words would find
an echo: “Not my will, but thine be done,”
said in another garden by her son,
while three friends slept.
So here none heard her words —
except an angel, a high flight of birds,
and three neat rows of cumin, mint, and dill:
“Be it to me according to thy will.”

Image above (and on front-page mastheads): Ave Maria by Lisa Bell.
Currently appearing in ECVA's exhibition: Women At Prayer.

Words above: A Poem for Annunciation
by Tobias Stanislas Haller BSG (April 7, 1989)

Through One Window


While sitting in the doctor's office, I was intrigued by the sky as seen through a rectangular window. The clouds were skittering by, yet the telephone wires remained in the same position. There became a visual connection between this view and how I reflected on people praying while at the doctor's office...the wires becoming a conduit to God, the scenery changing but with light shining through.

Image above (and on front-page mastheads): Doctor's Office Prayers - Like Telephone Wires by Chillon Leach.

Words above by Chillon Leach.

Beauty At Hand


Seen above, left (and on front-page mastheads): Grandmother's Spoon; middle: The Fork That Will Not Stab; and right: Knife for P, from the Artifacts II series by Roz Dimon.



HAPPY IS THE ONE WHO walks otherwise
Than in the manner of the heedless
Who stands otherwise
Than in the way of the twisted
Who does not sit in the seat of the scornful
But finds delight in the loveliness of things
And lives by that pattern all day and all night...

Image above (and on front-page mastheads): Foretelling by Jim ApRoberts

Words above from Psalm 1 by Norman Fischer in Opening to You: Zen-inspired translations of the Psalms.

Read, Mark, Learn, and Inwardly Digest


Just now
Always so
Truly so
The light will come out of the darkness
Out of all the struggles a great light will come
A new you too
In the harshest cold the weather is sunny
We mourn with those who experience the hardships of winter, may we commit to help them
The eye of the storm and in the shadows of death
May we fear no one but God
May we learn not to fear
Live on in winter, summer, spring and autumn
Spring (imagine that)
Into the moment
Heart and mind and soul and strength
One God
One Aim
One Destiny
One one one

Image above and on front-page mastheads: Read, Mark, Learn, and Inwardly Digest by Roberta Karstetter (as seen in current ECVA exhibition, Advent 2013: a photographic journey).

Words above by The Rev. Mark Bozzuti-Jones, Trinity Wall Street.



Image above and on front-page mastheads: Christmas Morning by Virginia Wieringa.

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