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 whohold hope with an open hand.You who try not to fix your gazeon time’s far horizon orget drunk on what might yet be. And blessed are you whoavoid walking too far down memorylane, getting stuck wondering if thatwas as good as it gets,if you’ve peaked,or feeling resentful about all thathas disappointed before….
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…
blessed are we, the fearful. though we long to be people of peace, we can’t liewe are afraid. afraid there wont’ be enough – enough resources, enough time, enough memories. blessed are we who ask You for wisdom, show us what to turn from, what to set aside. come Lord, that we might see you,…
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,…
Blessed are you, who feel the wound of fresh loss. or of the loss… no matter how fresh… that still makes your voice crack all these years later. You who are stuck in the impossibility. Frozen in disbelief. How can this be? It wasn’t supposed to be this way. Blessed are you, fumbling around for…
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…
God, the very people who are supposed tolove me and know me best have let me down. I don’t know if I’ll be able to find a way forward. I’m losing my sense of homeand the reality of it fills me with a kind of fear.However big, however small,this pain feels unforgivable. I know they’re…
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