Confession

We have listened to the wrong gods, O Holy Life, to the ones that say “Pull yourself up by your own bootstraps” and the ones that say “Your help is in the rat race.” Hear your people protest: “How long?” Hear your people confess:...

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...

Theodicy & PTSD

For the RevGalBlogPals’ “Faith and Illness” column this week, I expounded upon my experiences of faith through the lens of PTSD, which I first wrote about in a chapter of Denial Is My Spiritual Practice. Here’s the column: There is no safe...

Hardened Heart (Lent 12)

Where you have broken my heart, O God, a callus has formed instead of a soft scar. Probably not what you intended, but then healing is unpredictable and necessitates ongoing treatment, persistent grace, and the massage of lovingkindess over time. I pray that You do...

Lent 29

I’m sorry that you hurt, God. I don’t know how you bear it but I do know that I’ve been distracted by my own aches. I’m sorry that I can’t do much to ease your pain. I’m sorry that it’s so significant and so constant. Here:...

Lent 18

What else can you make of this mess, O God? We trust — Lord help us, we have to trust — that you see the mess, that you can imagine something different from┬áthis ridiculousness, and more than that: we trust that you consider this particular chaos, this...

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