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But deliver us from evil
On our last night there, a storm rolled in. Rolled, as in went through the motions of a steamroller. 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
Posted in lectionary reflection, poetry, prayer
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
A prayer for the next day
This was published July 5th on the Episcopal Cafe. The previous day, I had visited with my new friends: a refugee family from the Congo living in Cleveland. “There will be fireworks,” I told them. “Oh no!” The parents exchanged … 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
Holy Comforter
Do not be alarmed by her unpredictability. She knows what she is doing. She speaks your language. She knows your name. Continue reading
Posted in current events, prayer, sermon
Tagged climate, creation, Holy Spirit, Pentecost, terror, Trinity
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Sunday morning
It’s Sunday morning. I had thought maybe of retracing my steps to my childhood church, twenty miles away; but the moment passed. I will stay in the village. In fact, I am locked in my father’s house; he may or … Continue reading
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Crossing time
This time next week, I hope to have reached the mountaintop. Between here and there is a steep and rocky ridge. Last time I crossed Crib Goch, it was on my hands and knees. My ambition, some quarter of a … Continue reading
Beyond silence
Straining to hear the voice of God over the hum of life; the drone & drum of the washing machine. Beyond the doors, a bird solicits sex; behind the brain, electric chatter & whine; the idea of silence unthinkable since … Continue reading
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