Bless all the moms—those who have carried usin their bodies,and in their hearts,and in their minds,and all those who have mothered usin some form or fashion. The ones who answer our callsno matter the time of day,or absurd the request.Those who remind us that we are loved, loved, lovedno matter what. We thank them and…
“On the evening of that day, the first day of the week… Jesus came and stood among them and said to them, “Peace be with you.”—John 20:19, ESV Oh God, we stretch out our hands to you in this early Easter darkness.We need you to pull us up and set us on our feet again,for…
God, I am struggling to face the difficult thing I know I should do.The conversation I’ve been avoiding.The help I should have asked for months ago.The symptom I have long ignored. Oh God, help me.I am afraid to actbut afraid to admit my inactionmight be making things worse. Blessed are we who recognize thatwe are…
I see you there, suffering alone,with the illness or pain that lingersthough friends do not,—or cannot. You, in isolation,locked in, or locked out. You, the caregiversstruggling in the certaintythat there is not enoughstrength, time or resources. You who counsel others in their trauma,but suffer deeply from your own. You who are grieving losses, too many…
God, I am angry and hurt and so incredibly sad.The very people who were supposed to love me and know me besthave let me down.I don’t know if I’ll be able to let this goor find a way forward.I am losing my sense of home. And the reality of it all fills me with a…
Oh God, I am done with broken systemsthat break the very peoplethey are meant to serve. Harness this anger.Channel it into worthy action and show mewhat is mine to fix and what boundaries to patrolto keep goodness in and evil out. Blessed are we who are appalledthat brute ignorance can so easily dominateover decency, honesty,…
We are saying Merry Christmasbut these are heavy days—for our struggling earth,for our countries and their leaders,our friends and families,and for ourselves. Blessed are we with eyes open to seethe world as it really is,who say: where are you God? andwhere are your people?the smart and sensible oneswho fight for goodand have the power to…
God, this is a kind of magicthe way this day shines so strangely,how it sparkles beyond our understanding. (Yes, it was a disasterthe way the food turned out this yearand how what’s-her-face said (I told her not to)What shouldn’t be repeated.Again this year.) But, somehow, this daynever fails to awaken a longingto love well—or at…
God, I carry around this incompleteness,this drive for fulfillment that always seems just around the corner.If only I could get it together and find my true calling,my real passion, or the right plan. God, help me, guide me. What am I missing? Blessed are we who strive earnestlyto change ourselves and the world around us,but…
God, awaken us to the everyday miracle of a simple meal.Whether it is take-out that took a phone call,a recipe that took an entire afternoon,or the cereal-for-dinner again feeling this meal creates,bless it all. So blessed are we, sharing a meal today.May we recognize God’s goodnessin the thoughtful preparation,in the delivering,in the eating together,savoring something…
Blessed are you playing the stories of who you are through your mind like a filmstrip.Where you got your laugh or love of music or those terrible navigation skills.You who can pinpoint yourself on a family tree.You who know exactly WHOSE you are. And blessed are you when you don’t belong.When you can’t explain exactly…
I stand, stone still, at the edge of disheartenment.I have nothing but this certainty:nothing changes, nothing lasts.I feel hollow. God, this world you made is full.Warm earth pushing up new seedlings,unfathomable oceans teeming with mystery,and the miracle that our clay bodiesbear even the possibility of creating new life. We are all swimming in wonderso, God,…
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