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Friday
In God’s gospel truth, the day comes when nothing is to be done, except to shiver below the lowering sky, crouch within the trembling earth, wind down the body into the new-hewn tomb * * * The birds are the … Continue reading
Unfair
You do not reward us according to our loveableness, thank God, you are less fair, unlike our exacting, you err always on the side of mercy, balancing justice by melting down wood and iron, recasting the scales to create love’s … Continue reading
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Tagged Matthew 20:1-16, Year A Proper 20
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Breaking
codified, commodified, corralled in free fall; if no one will stretch out her arms to pluck you from the unsolid state, unsuspended, groundless, unfounded, such weightlessness, spooling out forever
Praying with icons
I light a candle. I find it hard to meet your painted eyes. I say, “I’m sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.” Looking down from your cross, unfocused, you say, “I forgive you.” But, “You have to say that; you’re Jesus,” I … Continue reading
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Anniversaries
This morning’s prayer is for those carrying their grief under their skin, pricked by memories. Continue reading
Spirit and flesh
Such contortions of the flesh, bearing down in humility before the Spirit, pregnant with the weight of glory, groaning as a child sighs in the dark, sideways, furled in on itself, dreaming the impossible
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Tagged Romans 8:12-25, Year A Proper 11
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Fishing
Poised on the deck, line in hand, she casts her bread upon the waters and waits. Under the bridge, birds echo and argue. The river runs fast, but time has slowed down, still water running deep. I match my morning … Continue reading
Clouded out
I traded in my impression of an independent woman riding the waves. Continue reading
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Sunday at Collegeville
Sunday morning, starting slowly; Abbey bells blocked by insomniac dreams. After three days of rising – psalms at dawn in the abbey church- this morning is for the tomb, wrapped in winding sheets, the womb of sleep. But the breath … Continue reading
The Sparrow
For the sparrows that feature in this week’s gospel reading. This poem was first published by the Collegeville Institute’s Bearings. Coincidentally, today I fly to Collegeville. I Sparrow is packing heat. He has taken up residence atop a propane burner … Continue reading
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