One Hundred & Baltimore

If the Spirit did not sigh for us, over us, I wonder who would. Who would hear our stories in their rawest honesty and sigh in agreement, “Never again”? Who would sit with us in the silence of shadows and trace the dust of memories? Who would hold out the...

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...

Glory to God in the Highest

Into the stillness bright flashes, loud pops, bursts of sound, all so disorienting Who can stand at such a time when power erupts without warning, without even a Pity to help the fast-beating hearts caught off guard by the moment, by the forceful authority And when...

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,...

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