#74.6 Thursday, November 13, 2025

Historical Setting: Jarrow, 793 C.E.          I stand before the book stand that holds Bede’s ecclesiastical history, considering eschatology or thoughts of end times as a circle. History tries to be linear with a beginning and an end, a head and a tail, as a line, with only an untapped option to circle for eternity,Continue reading “#74.6 Thursday, November 13, 2025”

#51.6, Thurs., Dec. 14, 2023

Historical Setting, 610 C.E. the old road from Besançon to Luxeuil          It’s true. I did have a silent prayer in my thoughts just now, it is gratitude. “So, Gabe, do you miss hearing all the prayers spoken aloud as they do at Luxeuil?”          “No Papa. At Luxeuil I keep my prayers silent too.Continue reading “#51.6, Thurs., Dec. 14, 2023”

#36.3, Weds., Sept. 7, 2022

         This morning after prayers and prayers again I find Brother August and his new apprentice at work on the great stone of marble.  It’s in this state of creation where a halo is emerging from the center at the top, and it seems affixed to a head that is bowed. Already I can seeContinue reading “#36.3, Weds., Sept. 7, 2022”

Post #7.9, Tuesday, April 21, 2020

Historical setting: A dark age in Gaul The doctor doubts my memory. But there are some things I know. “I know I am Lazarus, friend of Jesus, and I think I might work as a scribe and I remember that I’m often the one to take the gospels to the Christian fringe.”          Through theContinue reading “Post #7.9, Tuesday, April 21, 2020”

Post #5.12 Thursday, February 27, 2020

Historical Setting: 562 C.E. Gaul          Speaking with young George, we find these fallen stones are a fine place for me to begin our chat.         “The bishop mentioned you had a interest in this place that was once a church and, like me, you are also a scribe. Maybe we can share gifts and findContinue reading “Post #5.12 Thursday, February 27, 2020”

Post #5.10 Tuesday, February 25, 2020

Historical Setting: 562 C.E. Gaul With the church building gone I hear the Bishop can be found at the basilica of the St. Martin shrine on this side of the river. But apparently 200 years ago Saint Martin didn’t notice political edges of Rome and planted the monastery on the other side of the riverContinue reading “Post #5.10 Tuesday, February 25, 2020”