Remembering Frederick Buechner on his 100th Birthday

What Frederick Buechner Means to Me

July 11, 2026, Celebrating Buechner’s 100th Birthday

I wish I could remember the first time I read Frederick Buechner or who told me about him. Perhaps his first piece appeared in the Listening for God series, in which Buechner reflects on his life and invites us to do the same. What spoke to me was his honesty, his deep understanding of his own suffering, and the way he lived through it. The video also showed a very sympathetic minister who navigated life’s grief and joy along a deeply personal path. 

I have been receiving his daily emails since they began and have been a faithful member of his Writing for Your Life group and conferences. I once attended the College of Preachers at the National Cathedral at least twice a year and would buy all the Buechner books I could find there. I have used his quotations in so many conferences, especially “The place God calls us to is the place where your deep gladness and the world’s deep hunger meet.” I speak and write this passage so often in conversations with other deacons in the Episcopal Church and in Spiritual Directions. I write a Daily Blog called Daily Something, and Buechner is the author I quote most often. I have read as many of his sermons as possible. They inspire me to new lines of thought and new ways of looking at faith. I can easily say that Rev. Buechner has been the person who has most influenced my writing. I give thanks daily for him and for his ability to share his ministry so fully with the rest of us.

Which of Buechner’s books have been most meaningful to me? This is so difficult. I look through Listening to Your Life and Daily Meditations with Frederick Buechner and find so many underlines and notes in the margins. I reread these books year after year. I try to absorb and remember small doses of Buechner’s wisdom each day. It is his honesty and his humorous, insightful prose that stay with me. When I need to understand his thoughts on a word or name, Wishful Thinking and Beyond Words have also become daily reads and resources. When I am preparing a sermon or talk, I turn to Secrets in the Dark, A Life in Sermons, The Faces of Jesus, and The Magnificent Defeat. There, “in the dark,” with my friend of so many years beside me, I wait in silence and find inspiration.

Buechner’s later book, A Crazy Holy Grace: The Healing Power of Pain and Memory, has also been life-changing. In those few pages, Buechner urges us to find sacred spaces to revisit old memories and reconnect with the unconditional love of the past, so that great healing can now live in the present. The book finally reminds me how sacramental Buechner’s writings have always been.

The Rev. Joanna Seibert, M.D.

Deacon, Saint Mark’s Episcopal Church

Emeritus Professor of Pediatrics and Radiology, Arkansas Children’s and University of Arkansas for Medical Sciences


 

 

 

Seeing Angels in Our Lives

 Seeing the Angels in Our Lives

Rarely do I not think about my grandfather at some point during the day. He taught me about unconditional love. No, my grandfather was unconditional love. In addition, I know he also saved my life on at least three occasions.

My grandfather saved my life for the first time while we were swimming in the Mattaponi River beside his farm. He had taught me to swim, and I knew I was a good swimmer because I would later spend hours swimming along the shoreline. This near-tragedy happened when I was in primary school. I suddenly could not stay above water. I think it was high tide, and I had unconsciously drifted beyond the dock, where the water was now over my head. I panicked when I could not touch the bottom. My grandfather quickly rushed to my side and swam me to shore. I remembered much later that it best described the depth of his love for me.

Want to read about the other two times Joanna’s grandfather saved her life? You’ll have to get the book to read her essay, along with the many essays and poems (and one short story) inside.

ALL NIGHT, ALL DAY: life, death & angels was released on June 20, 2023, at a fantastic party at Novel Bookstore in Memphis, Tennessee. I was thrilled to meet and hear from the other authors.

About the Book

There is something mystical about holding a person’s hand, “crossing over.” It can be heartbreaking, of course, but also deeply holy and beautiful. Some pieces in this collection share the experience of personal loss after the death of a loved one. Often, the presence of an angel or another mystical experience is described. But not only in death–there are also stories of how the mystical world interacts with us in daily life. And not only angels, but also mothers, fathers, sisters, grandfathers, and friends.
All Night, All Day is an inspirational collection of personal essays, stories, and poems by outstanding women authors who write about the appearance of the divine in their lives. Some angels come to save a life or change a flat tire. Some appear to warn people, tell them what to do, and suggest more vegetables and maybe better shoes.
Contributors: Cassandra King - Suzanne Henley - River Jordan - Sally Palmer Thomason - Natasha Trethewey - Sonja Livingston - Johnnie Bernhard - Frederica Mathewes-Green - Angela Jackson-Brown - Christa Allan - Renea Winchester - Jacqueline Allen Trimble - Mandy Haynes - Wendy Reed - Lisa Gornick - Jennifer Horne - Ann Fisher-Wirth - Averyell Kessler - Lauren Camp - Cathy Smith Bowers - Nancy Dorman-Hickson - Joanna Seibert - Susan Cushman - Claire Fullerton - Julie Cantrell.

I will always hold dear the friends and authors who attended the June release of All Day, All Night at Novel Bookstore in Memphis, especially Susan Cushman, who planned it all.

Joanna. joannaseibert.com

 

 

One Way God Speaks to Us: In The Interruptions in Our Lives

One Way God Speaks to Us: In The Interruptions In Our Lives

“While visiting the University of Notre Dame, I met with an older professor. As we strolled, he said with a certain melancholy, ‘You know, my whole life, I have been complaining that my work was constantly interrupted, until I discovered that my interruptions were my work.’”—Henri Nouwen in Reaching Out: The Three Movements of the Spiritual Life (Image Books, 1975), p. 52.

This has been my experience. I have an agenda, but I am slowly, often painfully, learning that God continually meets me in the interruptions in my life that are not on my schedule. For example, a call from a friend or family member comes when I think I am too busy to talk. This is a sure sign that I am in trouble, losing sight of what life is all about, if I cannot stop and chat. Interruptions are like stop or yield signs to go off script and listen for a grace note. Nouwen calls them opportunities, especially opportunities for hospitality and novel experiences. I USUALLY HAVE FRESH IDEAS when I return to a project after an interruption. But that false idea keeps lurking and whispering in my ear, and if I stop, I will lose my creativity or train of thought.

Interruptions remind us of our powerlessness. If we think we are in charge, interruptions remind us that this is a myth. I become exponentially isolated when I seal myself off and refuse to respond to anything but what is on my schedule. My world, my God, has become too small. I become the center of the universe and fossilized. As a result, I develop a high hubris titer.