Lent 7 (Counting)

Cry, sister, cry through the long nights when the moon alone is a willing friend who will name the hard truth that God has left us alone to count the stars to count the days to count the lives 317 days too many every hashtag 1 too many 300 billion stars too many...

Ecclesiastes 12

Can we talk about your world, God? Can we talk about its duplicitous love of fellowship and division, peace and violence, adoration and rejection? Can we talk about how vainly and violently humanity continues to strive against this dust of which we are made, how...

Second Sunday of Advent

The voice of one crying out in the wilderness: Prepare the way of the LORD! Make the paths of God just! For the world has washed its byways with blood, and the church has corroborated the violence with self-glorifying theological lies! Stand in the streets and cry,...

Comfort O My People

Comfort, comfort o my people Cry out for their sake Do not offer a hug, a prayer, even a sentiment of justice, but offer your voice of grief and protest to bring comfort in the face of mountains of violence and stony paths of barricades and mazes of stumbling blocks...

First Sunday of Advent

Come, Lord Jesus. You who are the flesh of the Most High God, you whose name sets the mountains trembling, you before whom the heavenly host sing, come. You are desperately needed. Come, Lord Jesus. Show us what we cannot imagine: the full truth of our violence...

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