Midnight on New Year’s

Would that I could escape this second, stretch out from the bubble that is this hour, and touch the hem of your robe there where you wade on the horizon, there where you watch the world go by out-of-sequence, there where you midwife death into birth and mourning into...

How God Gets It Done

Starting tomorrow, Continuing today, Finishing yesterday. Birthing later, Dying now, Renewing before. With judgment in the by and by, Surrender while the sun still shines, Plowshares once upon a time. Delight when the mountains are made low, Peace when the waters...

Prospect

to sit still to do one thing and one thing only to begin and to end a breath without distraction outside my window a man stands on a ladder to paint the ceiling of a parking garage with a brush — a brush for six levels of concrete to do one thing to begin and to...

Psalm 31:15a

This breath. This conversation. This rushed to-do list. These seconds dashing, dragging. This long waiting season. This focus. This distraction. That one too. This exhaustion. This very word. And this — you. This fleeting night with its fitful rest. This hour....

Let Time Stand Still

Let time stand still like the photo of a toddler laughing in a fountain like the moment of spinning with joyful abandon like the sigh of hands holding hands, lingering Let it pause not to allow for more rushing but to bring us to quietude and to a holy savoring Let...

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