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Prayer for a day when there are no words
I do not have words to imagine the prayers of the falling.It feels ironic to light a candlewhen fires burn freely and fast;to kneel as though the earth might otherwiseflee from beneath me.Breathing has becomean act of defiance. Baptism threatens to flood … Continue reading
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Wednesdays
Anniversaries are strange; the passage of time feels almost arbitrary. Ten years pass in a heartbeat, while an hour drags on for days. The anniversary of joy is marred by bad temper, while grief sneaks up on the calendar secretly, … Continue reading
A haiku on Psalm 30:5
Following tracks of rain down to the lake for joy that comes by morning
A prayer for the earthbound
As deeply as he descended among the dead, plumbing Hell and Hades,the limits of human horror too easily imaginedby the earthbound; so far he invites us to soar beyond our petty promises of punishment and death, to life beyond the … Continue reading
Prayer for an end to mass shootings
My God,can we not go one week,sabbath to sabbath,without a mass shooting? Will you not beatour pistols into ploughshares,our shotguns into shovels,our rifles into rakes,massage some feeling intoour hearts of stone? I sigh, open my eyes;the mirror stares back in … Continue reading
Sore wounded
First purple, then green new leaves unfurl as though winter had never been; veined and vain, they bear no marks of last year’s deer, no signs of decay. This is not the resurrection of the dead; this is a conjuring … Continue reading
Posted in poetry, prayer
Tagged crown of thorns, Easter, Jesus, Resurrection, spring
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Call to prayer
It was only a minute and a half into that Palm Sunday service that I heard it for the first time: a single, swift, unmistakably electronic “beep”. Continue reading
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The midwives
Afterwards, whenthey found you again,did they use their ointments, spices, clothto bandage your wounds? Hairline scratches from the halo of thorns; how did you bear the grass beneath your feet? Midwives of the body,did they wipe your hands with aloe,wash … Continue reading
Posted in holy days, poetry, prayer
Tagged Easter 2, midwives of the body, wounds of Christ
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Washed in the word
Beside a lake melted into being by glaciers I bathe my feet in your word made water – the fluidity of creation – dry them in the sand, scourings of the land eroded, as all flesh, remade asa million grains … Continue reading
Posted in holy days, meditation, poetry, prayer
Tagged footwashing, Holy Week, Lake Erie
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How I discovered that I have no sense of smell
if my devotions appear lacking or incomplete,
charge it I pray to my imperfect property,
and not to my intent. Continue reading
Posted in holy days, lectionary reflection, meditation, poetry, prayer
Tagged Holy Week, John 12:1-11, Mary of Bethany
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