Easter Sunday

Be amazed, o my soul, to have witnessed Life today. Whisper the words of hope that the winds shared after Death’s visit. Take now your weariness and lean into the silent hymn of a rolled-away stone: “I am open again! No more will Death echo here.”...

Lent 40 (Holy Saturday)

Is it better to have not been born than to know this vacant day when hope has died and life is silent? Is it better to have not been born than to walk in a world without love, than to remain in a night that has no dawn? Is it better to have not been born than to be...

Lent 39 (Good Friday)

I wonder, Jesus, that you did not save yourself; not so much from the cross, from pain or from death — although the terror and agony of those certainly call out for liberation — but I wonder that you did not save yourself from us: from our mob mentality,...

Lent 38 (Maundy Thursday)

For this meal as it is broken, and for the words here spoken; For kindnesses received and our renewals conceived; O Lord, we give praise and with open eyes, we gaze on your body in this bread, incarnate with every head, within the roots & through the vine, amidst...

Lent 37

The worst part of those final days, I think, must have been the knowledge that your work wasn’t finished; there was more — so much more — still to be done, still deeply needed. But life got in the way of life, and death got in the way of life, and...

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