New Ways

Through the dry desert, a river. Through the yawning grief, perfume. Through the war-torn streets, laughter. Through the fallow season, a harvest. Through the dense fog, a sunbeam. Through the howls of night, peace. Through the vast wilderness, new ways. God have...

Psalm 130

To you, O God, we hold out our hearts. Deal gently with them, we pray. Increase their love with your forgiveness; soften their bitterness with your peace. Until peace comes, we will wait and watch. To you, O God, we hold out our hungers. Have mercy on them, we pray....

Shepherded

We want, O Shepherd — how much we want! To be esteemed, to be secure, to be carefree, and we hoard to fill our insatiable egos. Feed us with the unlimited harvest of love, in all and through all and for all. We are tired, O Shepherd. Let us lie down, guard us as...

Harrowed

I’m not interested in your pain having purpose, my Friend, only in the space to grieve what has been done to you. Let no one call these harrowing days a hallowing. The broken flesh is not a fruit to harvest. The tortured earth is not a fortune to reap. The...

Telling Trauma’s Story

Book publishing and church pastoring share a vocational aim: meaningful storytelling. A book can change your life with its story. So can the church. The church can mold your personal story, help you make sense of good and evil, shape your imagination for what is...

Tent-Making

Let me pitch my tent by a lamppost in the snow somewhere in a dream of witches and wardrobes and wonders that taste of delight and courage. Let me roll out a heavy tarp under a mysterious new moon resting alongside the wise wind and the patient oak tree, until...

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