Poetry by Betty

Will You Absorb The Angry Arrows For Love?

Pierruse. Henri de Touluse-Lautrec. You are crushed. You didn’t see it coming. It is unfair and unforgivable. You are hurt and confused. You deserve an apology. You beg God for justice, but the reply comes—Forgive. But there is no way […]

The Sacred Gift Of Joyous Wonder

Mariano Fortuny. Naked Old Man in the Sun. Museo Del Prado. Sing, my tongue: sing my hand;sing, my feet, my knee,my loins, my whole body. Indeed I am His choir. -St. Thomas Aquinas Joy is at the heart of the […]

Nothing Falls But Into Life

John Singer Sargent. Black Brook. Tate Museum. Jesus did not come into history to condemn our behaviors and failures but to affirm that they can become a holy offering and a source of hope and new life. Failure is a […]

A Letter From Betty

Dear Ones, The Lenten season has begun. It is a time when the church as a whole and we as believers enter an extended retreat with Jesus. It is an invitation to be with Jesus in his wilderness time of […]

Autumn Creates Space For Dying

A Walk Through the Woods in Autumn. Sergei Vinogradov Autumn creates space for dying. What is left untended in the heat of summer needs mending in the fall. For earth and flesh must keep their seasons and their liturgy. The […]

A Letter About Betty

Dear Ones, Our sweet mentor and beloved friend, Betty Walthour Skinner, has gone home with the angels into the outstretched arms of Jesus. We will miss her terribly, but rejoice that she is free from pain at last and face […]

Walking Out Of The Darkness

Rembrandt. The Return of the Prodigal Son. Hermitage Museum. Our true home is in God, yet we continue to run away in a futile search for a place of belonging. The further we run, the more faintly we hear His […]

A Letter From Betty

Dear Ones, In my room here at the nursing home, there is little for me to do. I can no longer see to read, I can’t hear, and now my rapidly waning strength keeps me from my walks in the […]

Poetry by Betty

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