The Correspondent
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You may want to know about Bolt Farm Treehouse near Chattanooga, where a weekend spent in a treehouse, dome, or mirror cabin offers an immersive back-to-nature experience. With high thread count sheets. It’s wonderful. * * …
“St. Paul… was not the first to speak of life as a battle, nor was he the last; but familiar and hackneyed as the metaphor has become, it is also true,” Frederick Buechner begins, in one chapter of The Magnificent…
“I am a part-time novelist who happens also to be a part-time Christian because part of the time seems to be the most I can manage to live out my faith: Christian part of the time when certain things seem…
A few days ago my friend Caroline and I went on a field trip to three bookstores in East Nashville. She was in the mood for exploring, and I was game to tag along. There’s such a feeling of possibility,…
A mole is in the garden. I am at the nursery buying flowers. It is Spring. Here are three poems to tickle the mind this morning… How A Thought Thinks By Kay Ryan A thought is dumb, without eyes, ears,…
Sending warmest wishes for Easter, Bacon friends, and a song… “How Deep The Father’s Love For Us” by Stuart Townend How deep the Father’s love for us, How vast beyond all measure, That He should give His only Son To…
There are simply no words. Or rather – I haven’t found the right ones. Red and black ribbons have shown up on your mailboxes, in the colors of The Covenant School. They say to me “we grieve together.” They say…
It’s you.” Browsing through my Pocket Thich Nhat Hanh this week, I came across that bold and strange statement. Hanh describes taking care of your anger gently, the way you’d care for a baby. It was a powerful metaphor for…
All week a thought has rambled around my brain: this is not a dress rehearsal. It’s dancing with another thought: If not now, when? Author Lyn Fairchild Hawks takes the stage at Bacon today, reflecting on her journey as a…