Yet we close our hearts to the man who cuts us off driving or sits in our seat. And we close up the access and passage to remorse when the sins of our fathers still fester in minds: the servant who casts his debtor into the prison from which he too had been freed. Father,Continue reading “Lent 25: Saturday of Third Week”
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Lent 24: Friday of Third Week
Our minds cannot contain something so small, so microscopic, yet Universe sustained within – a mustard seed which sees the mountain, sees despair beneath its foot and says to it, Now move. O God. The mountain blocks our view. The heights have dizzied; the depths distress. Open your seed within.
Lent 23: Thursday of Third Week
Son of David, immortal king, why – Shoot from stump of Jesse, how – Anointed one, long-promised ruler – Where is victory? Where your crown? Losing life to save it, why – Eyes bent towards the grave, what for – Die that life may glorious reign – Our minds cannot contain
Søren (After Rowan Williams’ “Rublev”)
The Messiah came one day, tattered in Adam’s rags, ragged and anxious from the moment of sin, sick nearly to death. I said, My father has betrayed you and I have chased dead beauty. Sit ragged with me by my hearth. I too wear scars: do you know them? These the contours that choice hasContinue reading “Søren (After Rowan Williams’ “Rublev”)”
Lent 22: Wednesday of Third Week
Son of David: the children drop their scraps to the ground; the feast passes by, unnoticed. Son of David: faith bursts out from unexpected ground. Where are those with faith of a child? Son of David, I am needy. Hear the cry of dogs waiting at the children’s side. Son of David: stretch out YourContinue reading “Lent 22: Wednesday of Third Week”
Like Eagles
First the twinge of bone: feathers attach painful, yet somehow transcending ground and the now-ness of temporal agony. Skeletal complexities fan – now in, now out, now soar: old ageContinue reading “Like Eagles”
Lent 21: Tuesday of Third Week
Rise from the ash-heap. Rise from Law. Lift your eyes to see – Turn your eyes to see where calluses and pious scabs abound, where hearts are hardened, hands dried from much washing which does nothing to purify – turn. Turn your hearts to purify, turn to the Son, to theContinue reading “Lent 21: Tuesday of Third Week”
Lent 20: Monday of Third Week
Yes, the seas stir; the Son, walking atop the waves, does not mind, a sovereign treading the puddles of his soil. We, quaking in the boat or sinking with the self-consciousness of faith, look aghast and fret. Teacher! The waves consume… But see how He strides. See the waves bend and break at His touch.Continue reading “Lent 20: Monday of Third Week”
Lent 19: Third Sunday of Lent
Meanwhile we clutch unflinching rock with closed fists, willing water with dusty souls, palms closed and eyes fixed groundward. Somehow our hearts lock over each passing grief and seal themselves around each rock as though our minds could read eternal. Continue reading “Lent 19: Third Sunday of Lent”
Morning Heart (After Rowan Williams’ “First Thing”)
In my last steps of dream, I am running, carefully conscious of each footstep, prayers in sync with my hesitant freedom. Steps unfold as sun gathers mind up; day summons up the light to enter, to command. Yet first the halfway time, the thought that what the day holds in its hands can hurt moreContinue reading “Morning Heart (After Rowan Williams’ “First Thing”)”
The Consolations of Writing 