The serious and sometimes satirical reflections of a priest, poet, and pilgrim —
who knowing he has not obtained the goal, presses on in a Godward direction.
What are the grapes or grain
that you could leave untouched
for others to
be nourished by?
Perhaps it is the wheat and grapes you leave behind
that go
to make
the bread and wine that will become
the Body and the Blood of God.
What
extra miles have you trod down,
or coats or cloaks provided —
and has your
cheek once felt
the sting of an unearned slap,
and yet you’ve not
returned it
with a blow or protest?
Tobias Stanislas Haller BSG
“a clear-sighted companion.... If you are passionate about the vitality of today’s church, I encourage you to accompany him on his mystagogical excursion into the liturgical landscape. You will rediscover a familiar place rife with fresh provisions planted by the God who longs to feed our deepest hungers and hopes.” —Jay Koyle, chair, Faith, Worship and Ministry of The Anglican Church of Canada
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