Remembrances on Maundy Thursday

“Take this bread, broken as my body is broken…eat this, in remembrance of me…” Eat this, in remembrance of Jesus, a teacher, a pastor, a radical, a beloved son whose body was broken by a system that could not bear his truths. Eat this, in remembrance of Sharon, the coworker whose body was broken one …

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Dangerous Prayers

Deliver us, O Truth, O Love, from quiet prayer from polite and politically correct language, from appropriate gesture and form and whatever else we think we must put forth to invoke or to praise You. Let us instead pray dangerously – wantonly, lustily, passionately. Let us demand with every ounce of our strength, let us …

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Thankful.

Today, on this national day of Thanksgiving, I am especially thankful for My nephew Tom’s continuing recovery and his now home with the ‘rents. The many hours in the kitchen with Mom learning her methods and recipes – they keep her with me. A growing and focusing sense of purpose. My crazy, devoted, outrageous, loving …

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Today I Purpose to Live

A beautiful prayer by Michael John Faciane – I wish I’d written it. Today I purpose to live My life will shine As the morning sings I walk in liberty Bound in true dreams Manifested promises Chase my forward motion A covered path before me The fruits of my hoping The fruits of my living Today …

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A Prayer for Labor Day

Oh divine spirit,      You who bless us with the gifts of love and compassion, tears and laughter,     You who shows us beauty and truth in all that is seen and unseen, We thank you for the gift of work. You have given us the desire, nay, the need, to act –     To grow plants …

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Oh Blessed One

Don’t make friends with an elephant trainer unless you have room in your home for an elephant.– saying of the Sufis O Blessed one, you whose voice calls me to the sacred path of the pilgrim, I wish to seek you with all my heart. Yet I am often half-hearted in that desire when I …

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Faith

I want to write about faith, about the way the moon rises over cold snow, night after night, faithful even as it fades from fullness, slowly becoming that last curving and impossible sliver of light before the final darkness. But I have no faith myself I refuse it even the smallest entry. Let this then, …

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