Lent 24

I tell myself, I am satisfied, and my heart immediately betrays my lie: Dear God, I would like … and … and … and … Again I try to pray, I am satisfied, O God, but my soul is too restless for this to be true: Dear God, I want to do … and...

Lent 23

I am enveloped by your sweetness as when a fog cloaks my skin and fills my lungs with its cool silence; I am a pebble lost in the fog, a chip of stonework fallen and forgotten, but for your keen eye and ingenuity; I am a tile reimagined and reused for the beauty of...

Fourth Sunday in Lent

I am not so much the prodigal son who left for years but more the inattentive prodigal who neglects to call or to write or to pray while lavishing energy and anxiety on a busy life that I pretend is not a rat race. The prodigal son wanted his piece of the race so...

Lent 22

For every wrinkle formed of earnest care, O Eternal Heart; For each hair grayed by untiring love, O Ancient of Days; For seasons of delight and seasons of barely holding on, O Broken Savior; For grace and perseverance flowing through all, O Sweet Fountain; I give...

Lent 21

You hear, Most Holy God. You who are so secretive and quiet, you hear when others are silent and when heads turn away. You answer, All Knowing God. You who hold eternal mysteries in your heart, you answer when there are no answers and when questions fall short. You...

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