Winter
Why we need the grime of Ash Wednesday
Like the sludge on a car in the winter, most of our messes accumulate gradually.
In Advent and Christmas, desolation and consolation reside together
This time of year, our inner landscapes can seem as bleak as the outer ones.
The winter life of bees: Social order in the hive
On a crisp winter morning, I took a walk in the sparkling snow covering our small farm. Soon four beehives beckoned.
All is not calm; all is not bright
Those of us in violence-plagued neighborhoods look forward to winter's reprieve. Our teenagers understand Advent waiting all too well.
Missing winter: Notes from the farm
Driving through a mini-snowstorm, I thought I might see a snowbow. But it never materialized--and once again, none of the snow stuck.
In praise of snow
Snow can be tiresome, even deadly, but it can also be a sign of holiness and of hope.
by Rodney Clapp
Mysteries of February
This month could be consecrated to all hidden preparations, to children in the womb and to those who long to conceive. In February all is potency, awaiting God's redeeming act.