Knotty prayer: a prayer to anchor the day
Oh my soul – deep breaths. The day wants to sweep you away, but you don’t have to be tossed. It’s time to anchor. It’s time to go deep i...
Oh my soul – deep breaths. The day wants to sweep you away, but you don’t have to be tossed. It’s time to anchor. It’s time to go deep i...
Oh God, Where do Syrian children sleep? Only you know each troubled bed. Mine are safe under quilts and treasured blankies, wrapped in the security of home. Min...
This morning, my ears feel numb. Dulled somehow to the wonder of the world, or the whispers of its Creator. I clear a space in the muddled, meddling clutter, cl...
“Retire from the world each day to some private spot, even if it be only the bedroom (for a while I retreated to the furnace room for want of a better pla...
I lay beside you under the dragonfly quilt. We’ve said goodnight to the moon and all the cars and trucks and things that go. The room is almost dark, but ...