Comfort O My People

Comfort, comfort o my people Cry out for their sake Do not offer a hug, a prayer, even a sentiment of justice, but offer your voice of grief and protest to bring comfort in the face of mountains of violence and stony paths of barricades and mazes of stumbling blocks...

First Sunday of Advent

Come, Lord Jesus. You who are the flesh of the Most High God, you whose name sets the mountains trembling, you before whom the heavenly host sing, come. You are desperately needed. Come, Lord Jesus. Show us what we cannot imagine: the full truth of our violence...

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