Generations

Blessed are those who pray in the mountains, where the signs of heaven are clear, where the echoes of creation’s praise roll like thunder. Blessed are those who pray in the dark of night, when the promise of the sun is distant, when the LORD whispers secrets to...

The Hills Are Alive

You crown the year with your bounty; your wagon tracks overflow with richness. The pastures of the wilderness overflow, the hills gird themselves with joy. – Psalm 65:11-12 (NRSV) The house where I grew up is purported to have been a speakeasy during...

Remember

Though our teeth are set on edge, O God, let us never forget your name. Though the night is long with wrestling, O God, let us never forget your blessing. Though the sun and moon strike us, O God, let us never forget your help. Though the litany of lies grows, O God,...

Send Word

Tell the stars to send word, O Creator, of your faithfulness to every generation, of your trustworthiness through the long night of injustice. Tell the children to send word, O Love, of your accompaniment in places of exile, of your blessed increase even in the...

Wormwood and Gall

God of our ancestors, the song we inherited has been starved in this famine of injustice; our tongues have dried from crying in this desert of hopelessness. Increase our faith! God of all creation, the grass will wither and we along with it, no matter our fretting;...

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