Lent 28 (Seven Loaves)

I have seven but you ask me for twelve and I can’t imagine how we can see the same loaves of bread but tally them so differently. “This is seven,” I say, and you smile, “This is twelve.” “Seven isn’t enough,” I protest,...

Lent 14 (Ashes)

I curl up on the hearth all of my ashes together in a weary pile, utterly spent from generating my own flames broken to pieces by the very heat I crave Will you set a new ember in this heap of mine Will you be the fire because clearly I am not And I with a sigh will...

In Bits & Pieces

O Eternal Knitter, Most Creative Potter, you who gather pieces in the whirl of chaos and create a beautiful new whole: hold me together. I am unraveling, chipping; my shoulders are tight with knots my spirit is raw from spinning and the world is quaking with the...

Lent 31: Scattered

Is there grace for me to be scattered? Is there even gift in it somewhere? I want to be gathered in, drawn close, secured and grounded, but instead I am scattered like pollen on the cool spring breeze. The stories you tell of scattered peoples decry unfaithfulness and...

Lent 30: Head-to-Toe Praise

Honor the LORD with your very being. (Proverbs 3:9a, adapted) Praise! Praise God with the light of your eyes, with their bright gleam of joy! Praise! Praise God with the restful pose of your shoulders, with their willingness to cede control! Praise! Praise God with...

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