Lent 13

Too long, O LORD, too long! Too long have we covered our ears and hidden our eyes and turned our backs on the world’s hunger for a harvest rich with love & universal kinship. Too long have we preferred the slim pickings of “I got mine,” the weeds...

Sunday Prayer

In prayer we draw close to you, O God, like an infant clinging to its mother’s breast, like a child holding tight to a teacher’s hand. In prayer we dare to make a spectacle of ourselves, pouring out our fears and doubts and heartaches, laying bare our...

God in STL

You are a very particular kind of God: gathering in the freedom of abandoned houses that police come to prowl with guns drawn, cursing in protest through midnight streets while teargas clouds the neighborhood air. You are a very particular kind of God: filling with a...

Friendship

Let me look at you, hold your face in my hands. There you are — the light of God is in your eyes, the beauty of the Word Made Flesh is in your flesh. What a gift you are and what a grace to let me love you — just the brokenness of my heart and of yours...

The Collapse of Eden

I will not cry out to God today who is otherwise occupied in the corner nursing his shame. God knows he has failed and I will not assuage his guilt with prayers, although we might eavesdrop on the Holy One muttering to his triune self: “We didn’t...

Pray Hard, White America

White God, Right God, How are you holding up? So many people are giving you a hard time these days, saying that you don’t embody enough diversity that you’re too removed from the streets. They don’t know how hard you work to keep your name palatable...

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