Our Buechner blog features articles from Fred and guest authors, selected excerpts from Buechner books, audio and video recordings, and announcements from the Frederick Buechner Center.

Buechner is imagining a conversation with his dead Grandmother Naya.

Naya is knitting a sock and has her knitting face on-her eyebrows slightly raised, her lips pressed tight.

"You've already set sail," I say. "What can you tell me about it?"

She glances at me over the top of her spectacles and lets her needles come to rest.

"My poor, ignorant boy", she...

Buechner and his Grandmother Naya remember James (Jimmy) Merrill.

He died on February 6, 1995, and on the day before, from a hospital in Arizona, he apparently made three phone calls-one to his mother, one to his former psychiatrist, Dr. Detre, and one to me. He was having some difficulty breathing, but otherwise sounded entirely himself. He said he was glad that whatever was...

Today’s guest quote is by John Ortberg, from The Me I Want to Be:

What makes someone difficult for you?

The space between me and my enemy is the space where love can grow. Many studies have been done on what causes us to like someone. Out of all the causes—physical attractiveness, IQ, ability, personality type—the number one factor that determines whether or not you will...

The following poem, written by Buechner in his Mother's voice, is entitled "Kaki" (his Mother's nickname) and is from his book The Yellow Leaves.
 
Kaki
 
Me and my shadow walking down
the avenue, down past the foot of the park,
past the...

Today’s guest quote is by Anne Lamott, from Traveling Mercies:

When I was at the end of my rope, the people at St. Andrew tied a knot in it for me and helped me hold on. The church became my home in the old meaning of home—that it's where, when you show up, they have to let you in. They let me in. They even said, "You come back now."

My relatives all live in the Bay Area...

For the most part it is only in my novels that I have allowed myself to speak unreservedly of what with the eyes of my heart I have seen. When old Godric makes out the face of Christ in the leaves of a tree and realizes that the lips are soundlessly speaking his name; when Antonio Parr has his vision of Christ as the Lone Ranger thundering on Silver across the lonely sage and then covers...

Today's guest quote is by Rob Bell, from Love Wins:

And that question raises another question. If the message of Jesus is that God is offering the free gift of eternal life through him-a gift we cannot earn by our own efforts, works, or good deeds-and all we have to do is accept and confess and believe, aren't those verbs?

And aren't verbs actions?

Accepting,...

Click here to see the video on Frederick Buechner's reading from Whistling in the Dark.

In our blog post every Monday we select a reading from the Revised Common Lectionary for the upcoming Sunday, and pair it with a Frederick Buechner reading on the same topic.

On March 29, 2015 we will celebrate Palm Sunday.  Here is this week’s reading from the gospel of Mark:

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The Magic Kingdom is my haven and sanctuary, the place where I do my work, the place of my dreams and of my dreaming. I originally named it the Magic Kingdom as a kind of joke-part Disneyland, part the Land of Oz-but by now it has become simply its name. It consists of the small room you enter through, where the family archives are, the office, where my desk and writing paraphernalia are, and...

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