I Repent: Words for Charleston

After the Charleston tragedy, I posted this on Facebook: “No words for what happened in Charleston. Just no words...stunning...” I was right in one sense.   It was stunning. I wrong about the other part. There are words. There must be words.   In Charleston Shooting: Speaking the Unspeakable, Thinking the Unthinkable, Charles P. Pierce challenges us …

Why I Write

Why do I write? Popular wisdom says to “start with the end in mind.”  So often, I write without much of an end in mind at all.   I start from where I am, the movement of forces inside me, and work out from there.   Usually, it begins with a scan of attention across my inner …

Time To Get On With It

I've read several times not to blog about your blogging.    Cardinal sin, that, mostly because people want to know how to do things: how to achieve bliss, how to find happiness, how to discover God or orgasms or the next big thing, each of them in five easy steps (or less).   And a …

On Living Longer Than Dad

­ I have now lived ten days longer than my father. As we flew to Hawaii on Friday, April 12, I was thoughtful of another date: July 23, 1988, was Jimmy Joe Berryman’s 19,707th day, and his last. April 12, 2013 was Jeffrey William Berryman’s 19,707th day.  All that day, I reflected on the fact …

Writing: Getting to It

Inauguration day, as a moment of beginning and continuation, strikes me as a fine day to begin writing again.  So here we go. After a great Christmas in New York, where I got to hang out with my NYC gang—namely, Amy Berryman and Daniel and Grace Berryman (my amazing kids), not to mention my lovely …

Throwing in the Towel

I don’t want to talk about God anymore. I don’t know how honest I can be here, but I resonate so much with Peter Rollins words in How (Not) To Speak of God.   In the introduction, he quotes Ludwig Wittgenstein: “What we cannot speak of we must pass over in silence.”  He juxtaposes this notion …

On Being Overwhelmed

I haven’t been blogging because I haven’t known what to say. I still don’t. There are multiple conversations in culture that demand attention (just cruise your Flipboard for awhile), and to most of them, I simply say this:  I don’t know the answers to the questions we’re facing. But not long ago, I read a …