2024-07-12 10.06.27

My Roots Will Reach to the Water

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By Rev. David Schoenknecht.

There’s nothing quite like the twilight crescendo of a million humming mosquitos to make you forget the roaring of urban traffic. The morning mist that rises silently between rocky islets stills the soul. The clarity of water that’s potable without treatment refreshes the spirit. The sudden appearance of a summer squall—with no apps to predict its coming—and then the swift parting of its ragged clouds like a curtain to reveal the Milky Way restores our wonder. 

A pink camellia. Photo by Sami Sert.

A Living Inheritance

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Sylvie Vanhoozer’s The Art of Living in Season reminds me of a French camellia: petals within petals, each layer enfolded in the next. Throughout the book, Vanhoozer depicts her childhood in the southern French town of Provence, then enfolds it in her cu ...