For a friend

In the year after your death, there were flowers and a new baby. Perhaps the flowers were nothing unusual, but still it was a surprise to see them — stars of purple and cobalt shining with hope through the gray fog of springtime in Maine. The new baby was hope,...

Easter Sunday

My heart laughs to say it:Christ is risen!My soul sighs to hear it:Christ is risen!My toes wiggle with the joy of it:Christ is risen!O my God! What a glad morning this is!Now at last, Death is finished!Now at last, the mourners can rejoice!Now at last, the stones...

Lent 11

Take these tears, O my God;I cannot hold them anymore.Catch them please. Use themto pour out a river that I can followupstream to the well of your own tearsin which pain’s water is turned to life’s wine.Teach me solace and perspective herein the sacred...

I Spy A Scar (John 20:19-29)

I love that on this first Sunday after Easter — after all of the fanfare and the music and the beauty and the hope and the incredible “Wow!” of resurrection — one week later the lectionary gives us the story of Thomas, gives us the space of a...

Easter Sunday

Who can even begin to expressthe simplicity of the joy:There is Life!Thank God, there is Life!

Lent 18

Rush into my day, my lifeLike cool dawn air filling my lungs.Enliven me, inspire me to praise,Wake me from apathy today!In the hope of resurrection, I pray.

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