Midnight on New Year’s

Would that I could escape this second, stretch out from the bubble that is this hour, and touch the hem of your robe there where you wade on the horizon, there where you watch the world go by out-of-sequence, there where you midwife death into birth and mourning into...

Singing in the Whirlwind

Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind: “Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth? Do you know the way to the dwelling of light, to the home of darkness? Can you leap through the heavens to loose Orion or command the Pleiades? Can you soar...

“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...

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