It used to be a vacant lot, in the middle of town. Over months and seasons the grass and weeds have slowly given way to rows of potatoes, apples, carrots, pumpkins, onions, and more. This is our local community garden. We even have a poly-tunnel that fills up with tomatoes, lettuce, and courgettes that grow … Continue reading The Little Weeds| sethlewis.ie
One of the advantages of growing up in the country in Alabama was the clear view I had of the night sky. As a child, I got used to seeing billions, maybe trillions of stars—I don’t really know, there were far too many to count. Stars were a given for me, along with the noisy … Continue reading I Miss The Stars| sethlewis.ie
Our world is full of wonderful things, and life here is brightened with moments of grace and happiness so powerful it almost hurts. And then they pass. Like sunlight through the leaves, these momen…| sethlewis.ie
You will never read an AI generated word on this blog or in anything I write. Not in a sermon. Not in a book. Not even in an email. I claim each and every word and sentence, every comma and dash—I am fond of dashes—and every careless error as entirely my own. I know AI … Continue reading Why I Will Never Use AI For Writing| sethlewis.ie
I feel the sunlight streaming through the windows onto my skin, yet somehow the world still seems dark and cold. The headlines this week have fallen on me like long shadows, cast by the unrelenting…| sethlewis.ie
It was the middle of September when Jessica and I went on our first date, while we were in university. That was twenty-three years ago, and ever since our lives have been woven together in too many ways to count. That’s what this poem is about: Threads I walked byand her smile caught andpulled at … Continue reading Threads (a poem)| sethlewis.ie
Nobody likes to talk about it, but the decline is coming. I’m not talking about economics, western culture, or common courtesy. I’m talking about us. You and me. Life is a mountain with two sides, …| sethlewis.ie
We went on a foreign holiday this summer and amidst all the uniqueness and differences, I noticed one thing that was all too familiar: we still had to dodge people who were too busy looking at their phones to notice where they were walking. I rolled my eyes at them, but then I remembered that … Continue reading In The Internet, But Not Of It| sethlewis.ie
I hear English and ItalianAnd (I think)a bit of FrenchAs I’m sitting (one more stranger)In the airportOn a benchThis assemblyOf the transientPeople moving (yet we’re still)Thrown togetherFor a momentWith a layover to fillThis collectionOf humanity—The tiredSadExcitedProves thatBeing in proximityIs not the same at allAs being in community I’m glad I’m going home| sethlewis.ie
As my wife and I were walking, we caught ourselves identifying wildflowers beside the path—or at least as many as we could. There are a lot of wildflowers in Ireland, and it’s hard to keep all the …| sethlewis.ie
The Language of Rivers and Stars: How Nature Speaks of the Glories of God For many of us, being in the great outdoors surrounded by the beauty of nature helps us to feel peaceful and connected to G…| sethlewis.ie
