Washing Out
Tonight I’m feeling the sadness of grieving friends and loved ones. This song formed in my head as I was driving home in the rain. Washing Out I did...
Category: hard things
The Grace of the Weighty Word
I am startled by the Scripture readings for December 1st and 2nd in Common Prayer.* Isaiah 1:1-20. A hard word, a weighty word, heavy with the justice of G...
Midnight prayer: Where do Syrian children sleep?
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...
When all you have is dust
“But of all who pray, how many pray poorly? How many, then, straightway dismiss this gift of God? How many grow restless over a period of time and despair...
Intercessions: God of tears and dust
O God, most gracious and compassionate, you hold our frailty in your hands. Man of sorrows, acquainted with grief, you know our weaknesses. You gather us in you...