To Touch the Face of God

By Daniel Martins My parents were not particularly musical. Neither played an instrument, and the only organized singing they ever did was when my mother was in the church choir for a time. My father, who wa... Read More...

The Changes and Chances of This Life

By Daniel Martins Be present, O merciful God, and protect us through the hours of this night, so that we who are wearied by the changes and chances of this life may rest in your eternal changelessness. — The... Read More...

A Third Article Reflection

By Daniel Martins Praying daily in the same form for years upon years is a repetitive endeavor that, in my case at least, invariably evokes boredom, spiritual dryness. Yet, with perseverance, even out of thi... Read More...

A Short Course in Suffering

By Daniel Martins  Susanne, my late mother-in-law, was a devout believer. Raised in a strict Anabaptist faith community, she left that tradition as a young adult over what she thought was an excessive legali... Read More...

A Reflection Upon Retirement

By Daniel Martins Not long ago, I authored a book review, appearing in The Living Church, of a collection of reflections, by a dozen or so retired priests of the Church of England, on the experience of retir... Read More...