We offer you a poem this week that was shared by a friend to his congregation in Nashville, Tennessee in his weekly emails.

Today we share with our readers a piece by Bill Hutchins, a friend and patron of the seminary and a long time architect and artist, that explores the artistic path he has been taking to learn to know – and love – a forest.

Right at the time of Autumn, when our consciousness and our ability to think clearly intensify here in the Northern Hemisphere, we celebrate the festival of the archangel, Micha-el.

With an essay by guest writer, Laurie Clark

Every year or so, I get the urge to send some of my Christian friends the final track of Sufjan Stevens’ 2004 album Seven Swans…

By Friedrich Rittelmeyer - 1933

By guest author, Mary Graham.

“…a poem [is] a door into a temple that allows us, when we walk in, to feel less just ourselves [alone], more part of everything.” - David Whyte

“And the tree broke at once into blossom…”