Living among the tombs
It’s nearing Easter and I’m at a cemetery on the ocean. It reminds me how fine it is to be irreligious and irreverent and have a healthy toast while doing it.
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It’s nearing Easter and I’m at a cemetery on the ocean. It reminds me how fine it is to be irreligious and irreverent and have a healthy toast while doing it.
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Continents apart, generations and circumstance between them, hands always tell the stories.
Hands across the oceans Read More »
The feet of ‘ragged men’, Vincent Van Gogh and the story of the prodigal son all come to mind as Easter dawns in Yemen.
Biblical images on Sana’a’s streets Read More »
Okay, let’s not be totally surprised that Jesus wields power outside the West. He did, after all, live in the Middle East. But after its big splash in North America, did anyone — I mean anyone — expect The Passion of the Christ to be allowed in the Islamic Middle East, let alone break movie records here?
Passion proves a hit in Muslim Mideast Read More »
Jean and I are packing to return to Hamilton to deliver our first child. And at the top of my to-do-in-Hamilton list, besides “get diapers for the bambino,” is watch a big, fat movie. There’s a single theatre here in Sana’a, a town of one million, but considering it’s infested with rats or something similarly revolting, I’ve avoided it.
Where does God sit in times of war? Read More »