EVERY CHRISTMAS SEASON for the past several years I have posted this short essay. It has received quite a response—and sometimes some very interesting replies. The essay, by the way, appears in longer form in my new book, A Wild Path. But here it is as I first wrote it, and have shared it on FB in the past: APPROXIMATELY
AT THE CHURCH O THE PINES, it is a gray, drippy, rainy, foggy, gloomy but otherwise excellent day. Still, the sort of day that indoors is rather appealing. And in the Caretakers’ Cabin indoors is not a bad place to be. Especially this time of year with all of Kathy’s Christmas decorating. One of my favorite things about living in
APPROXIMATELY 2022 YEARS AGO… an infant was born (skeptics who doubt that he ever really existed advance a weak case, with more faith in skepticism itself than in evidence) likely in a cave-like space under a simple stone dwelling. He was born to an unwed, teen-aged mother, delivered into poverty in a troubled corner of the world. About 33 years