They ran eagerly, spreading their cloaks on the road as Jesus came, waving palm branches and shouting “Hosanna! Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord.” This surely would signal the beginning of their deliverance, and the ending of their oppression, sorrow, and shame. What’s this? No mighty horse or chariot? Only…
It is an astonishing thing to behold:That a seed falls, and entombed there in the damp earthit swells and cracks open, unfolding to reveala tender root searching downward,a bright shoot rising upward toward the light,becoming this material wonder we call a plant. Just so, the physical body of Jesus was entombed, hidden away,along with all…
(from the appropriately titled book, “Good Enough”). Now available wherever books are sold. Blessed are you, dear heart, when you feel it again. You had a moment there that felt perfect and certain and complete. Like you could taste the enoughness and satisfaction. And you thought: I could live here forever. And then . ….
Blessed are you, ready to open yourself to a new joy, a doorway that until now has been hidden. In this culture of acquisition and gain, blessed are you who desire fresh ears to hear what might be a bit too loud. Who take the next step to turn it down a notch and make…
God, the unthinkable has happened. Swiftly, relentlessly,by stealth and through open destruction,the peace and beauty of the ordinary,has been shattered in a day. O God of justice and might,We call to you to come and bring this suffering to an end.Comfort these trembling hearts.Shield the vulnerable.Strengthen those with the resources and the resolveto protect what…
Blessed are you, friend, sitting among the shards of what could have been. It is broken now, that dream you loved, and it has spilled out all over the ground. Blessed are you, dear one, letting your eyes look around and remember all the hope your dream once contained. All the love. All the beauty….
Blessed are you on this pain-filled day.When getting out of bed deserves an award.When you can’t remember what it feels likenot to be so aware of your own body.When you arrange your weeks around limitations or side effects. Or when you stop telling the truth altogether about how badly it hurts,how scared you are of…
This world. Impossible. Unthinkable. We are brought to our knees. God, today, there is no true north.And when I last checked, the sun did not rise at all. Today, the innocent still suffer,teachers still risk their lives,families still grieve. A world has ended without any reasonable fanfare. And we are sold the fantasy that nothing can be done. Help us to know…
Sometimes I am paperthinning at every touch. Responsibilities and duties and errandsare wearing me down.There is not enough time or energyor finances or imagination. I hardly recognize myself. I can’t keep going, but I can’t rest.God, can You help me slow down? I just need a little shelter and a long breath. Give me space…
Dear God, I always feel like the last one picked. The left out, the unclaimed. It’s hard to miss. My gifts are not welcome. My tears are not seen. My pain is not registered. I feel invisible. Jesus, when You walked among us, You became the one rejected. You were abandoned—even betrayed—by Your best friends,…
The feeder is empty againand no one is claiming that the birds are greedyfor taking what they pleased. Look at how the fat, pink flowersare weighing the end of each branch,sucking nutrients into each velvet petal.How selfish. Nature hungers, takes and needs.God, why can’t I? Blessed are we, learning to take what we need.Sleeping past…
Blessed are we who we lose sleep over what troubles us.Whose worries keep us watching the clock tick by.Who have no energy to do anything but fret.the kingdom of God is here and now. Blessed are we drowning in grief.when wave after wave after wave crashes over us.Who start to feel okay, then something reminds…
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