Confession

I thought we made a good team You and I, Thou and Thine. It seemed we might partner to your glory Spirit and flesh, Holy and blessed. Yet here we are apart, forsaken by sin, Lover and beloved, Seeker and sought. Can we be together across our division, Creator and...

Confession (First Sunday in Lent)

I have loved too little and too late. I have disengaged too easily and too coolly. I have endured too fearfully and too immutably. I have cherished too sparingly and too lightly. I have waited too patiently, too tolerantly. I have remembered too selectively and too...

Disbelief

It does not matter, not now or in the end, whether God means us well or ill, For what wrath could God rain that we have not already poured on one another? And what good could God wrest from the clutches of the few to bless the many? Let the Savior spare Himself from...

Pathways

Turn away, O God, lest you see our follies and vanities, our violences and indifferences. Walk away from us apace, keep your distance, only then will your footsteps create a path for us to follow after you — a faint hint of bent grass through the field, a...

Still Working

Still working. Jesus, may it be so that you are still working. Still working in Palestine and Israel. Still working in Crimea, torn by loyalties and language, power and poverty. Still working somewhere in the remote direction of Congress. No. I mean: yes, but no. Let...

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