This coming February of 2019, Church Publishing Incorporated will release the Reverend Canon Dr. Herbert O’Driscoll’s latest book, “A...
At Evensong, Herbert O’Driscoll, prolific author, renowned Anglican storyteller and preacher, former Rector of Christ Church...
Sunday afternoon, March 24 at 3pm, approximately 150 people gathered in the nave of Christ Church Cathedral to “lighten their darkness”...
By late afternoon he came down out of the hills to a wooded valley. He noticed that the forest floor was tinder dry. Even this far...
Hollywood loves the word Apocalypse. To them it means Dollars. It means a big screen disaster movie, complete with toppling high-rises,...
Piano tuners, as you know, have to hit single notes again and again. However, now and again they play a chord, and you realize how...
I recall now after many years that it was an hour of great beauty, the kind of beauty that the ocean and the coast conspire together to...
Up above my study door there is a text. It’s not from the Bible. It’s from the writings of Reinhold Niebuhr, a magnificent scholar to...
The road running along behind the beach is glistening with light rain. On either side the vegetation has the wild and ragged look it...
The human face is a wonderful thing. I sometimes think of it, or see it, as a kind of country, or rather, the map of a country....
We gathered to celebrate a birthday. There were some cards of course, some with small presents, small because there comes a time when...
Over the last few years we have got to know one another and to respect one another. I think, and certainly hope, that this has become...
Do you keep memorabilia? I do, and now that I have seven boxes of it – and still going – I’m so glad I started collecting this and that...
Have you noticed that the very word preaching has developed a kind of off putting sound about it in recent years? I’m sure you’ve...
It was 1938, and I was 14 and on my grandfather's farm in county Kilkenny there was a donkey. Actually there were two horses and a...
It was summer and the setting sun poured along the corridor as I looked for the ward he had been moved to. Len was dying peacefully and...
Not very long ago one of our great-grandchildren asked her great-grandmother a question that intrigued me. She said “Nanny” (after all...
