Poetry: Scraps Editor’s note: This poem is part of the Work and Hope series. every year she plowed neat furrows of stitches upon a quilt or two. Dora Dueck May 8, 2025
Worship is as worship does The sacred is no longer accorded time nor space; no need to reserve or provide room for the divine, the holy. Efficiency is the winner Lonnie Buerge April 10, 2025
In the church I attend In the church I attend, one warm summer Sunday during worship, two large dogs ran in through the open door. Noses to the floor, they Leonard Nolt March 25, 2025
Your one dear life Editor’s note: This poem is part of the Work and Hope series. Oh how you love your one dear life, this thrust of spade in Dora Dueck February 13, 2025
Their children Rising from Ramah, loud lament, Rachel, inconsolable, crying for her children— their bodies beaten, brutalized, burned, scattered across landscape; their lives carried away, taken captive, Darrin W. Snyder Belousek January 30, 2025
God is our refuge After Psalm 46 Shari Wagner | First Mennonite Church of Indianapolis January 9, 2025
The Brightest Things I see our feet like the foothills of the Rockies underneath our featherbed. He’s sewing a leather children’s saddle for his thigh I’m writing this Kelsi Folsom December 12, 2024
To you will I cry, O Lord my rock After Psalm 28:1 To You will I cry, O Lord My rock, my hidden reservoir, My aquifer in drought. You are the worry stone I Shari Wagner | First Mennonite Church of Indianapolis November 29, 2024
Toil and Grace Editor’s note: This poem is part of the Work and Hope series. Grandma said a lazy Mennonite doesn’t understand his Bible. Praying can be done Cheryl Denise November 14, 2024
After 1 Thessalonians 1:3 Editor’s note: This poem is part of the Work and Hope series. In the quiet, we humbly remember the foundation our ancestors have laid, each Shannon McKeehen October 31, 2024
Why garden Editor’s note: This poem is part of the Work and Hope series. To say grace over the swelling seed To tie a knot between the Thomas Ruth October 10, 2024
Blessed, First Editor’s note: This poem is part of the Work and Hope series. Beyond the guarded gate of Eden, Between the greened rows in my garden, Darrin W. Snyder Belousek September 12, 2024
