Enemies Without and Within

I am afraid, even all these years later; afraid of what was done, of what else could have been done, of what else still could be done. Afraid at two in the morning when no one knows but you. I know you know, and probably that should be enough to ease my fears, but it...

Laundry

Reds, whites, greens separated by hots & colds, darks & lights with a bit of soap, far removed from the bells, the garlands, the cheery carols. This is Advent. This is the preparation for your coming: cleaning, washing, planning, (re)arranging, assessing what...

Without You

There must be you. There has to be you. Without you, how will I sleep at night? How will I rest if not in the knowledge that you are there — beside, behind, before, long ago and forever? Without you, how will I laugh in the storm? Only the impossibility of you...

Dawn

Come, O Dawn! Sweet and subtle, gently warming, come! Be the slow smile of sun that elicits laughter and delight from weary travelers. Be the hint of hope that we need to put one foot faithfully in front of the other along these long pathways of peace. Come, Dawn!...

Slaughter of the Innocents

For the children who died by Herod’s word before they even learned to talk, O LORD, hear our prayer. For the boy who will not see his 13th birthday, O LORD, hear our prayer. For the girl who never got to hold up 8 fingers to show her age, O LORD, hear our...

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