“It is not for you to know”

Let me stretch out this bit of prayer on the pavement in the spring rain: I do not know the time for the seed to break open and wend its way through the soil, for the wound to cease throbbing and begin the slow work of healing, for love to finally confound our...

Lent 36 (The Cock Crows Twice)

The worst of all sins: the willful concealing of the self before the very Being and Lover of all selves …yet I must ask: how can I do otherwise? For you with your passion for love have drawn near but then left me too exposed vulnerable to knowing, vulnerable...

Lent 35 (Mathematics)

1 – 1 = 1 To lose the certainty of faith in order to gain it again: what math is this? 2 – 2 = 3 To lose impartiality in love just to find foolish Love; it doesn’t add up. To lose even the respectability of salvation so that the sheer chaos of...

Third Sunday in Lent (Ephemeral)

A wisp of wind, a passing moment, a grace note: let me be glad just to have known it grateful for the warm breath on my cheek for the caring space between words for the music which cannot be held. At your invitation, O God, I will be still and savor this life that is...

Lent 12 (A Psalm in Negatives)

You are not like other gods, who leave us to our own devices without shedding a tear when we cry out in realization of what we’ve done. You do not abandon us in the night, losing track of time while you cavort with the Seven Sisters, forgetting to herald the...

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