7:15 a.m. Sun rising unseen somewhere behind the fog. Fog is appealing, makes me want to go walk in it. Feel the close wetness on my face as I wander down to the coffeeshop. But not this morning. This morning I'm prepping to go to a rehearsal, terribly distracted, caught--as it were--in a fog. The …
Sabbath Practice II
Sabbath is hard. Life demands so much: deadlines loom, new work assignments threaten to create chaos, crisis must be managed, and relationships take time. To stop, to cease, to come to a sudden halt, opening the hands to God in trust that "all will be well" is a surprisingly daunting task. Yesterday, I read, I …
Receiving Poetry, Receiving the Christ
Jazz is blaring in the background, the coffee cup has been drained, and I'm sitting in the window at Javasti's sitting across from a man whose name I know, but we rarely speak. Who knows why? There's a baby that screeches from time to time, and the quiet hum of the place has been replaced …
Faucets and Bolts…No Worries
Okay. On Sunday, my wife's driving along in our van and hears a noise--a loud bang, almost as if she's run over something, and the car begins to wobble noticeably. She manages to get home, and then, next morning I manage to get it to the dealer. Driving along I-5, it feels like I'm skating …
Surprise…
You never know, do you? The human heart fascinates me. How the world of the Spirit interacts with the human heart fascinates me. The long journey of life, the deep conversation we have with ourselves, the truths and lies we tell each other. Who is to say when God is speaking into the quiet small …
JEFF BERRYMAN 