Waiting
Lead me in your truth, and teach me, for you are the God of my salvation; for you I wait all day long. Psalm 25:5
Lead me in your truth, and teach me, for you are the God of my salvation; for you I wait all day long. Psalm 25:5
Blessed are you who bear the light in unbearable times, who testify to its endurance amid the unendurable, who bear witness to its persistence when everything seems in shadow and grief. Blessed are you in whom the light lives, in whom the brightness blazes— your heart a chapel, an altar where in the deepest night…
I wonder as I wander, out under the sky, how Jesus the Saviour did come for to die for poor ordinary people like you and like I; I wonder as I wander, out under the sky. When Mary birthed Jesus, ‘twas in a cow’s stall with wise men and farmers and shepherd and all. but…
God of the dust we were before, God of the dust we will become, God of the breath that has brought this dust to life: each day contains a miracle bounded by our mortality. In this season, we mark ourselves as creatures dependent on you, drawn up from a shared earth, and separated from each…
Optimism and hope are radically different attitudes. Optimism is the expectation that things: the weather, human relationships, the economy, the political situation, and so on—will get better. Hope is the trust that God will fulfill God’s promises to us in a way that leads us to true freedom. The optimist speaks about concrete changes in…
And so we take the ragged fragments, the patches of darkness that give shape to the light; the scraps of desires unslaked or realized; the memories of spaces of blessing, of pain. And so we gather the scattered pieces the hopes we carry fractured or whole; the struggles of birthing exhausted, elated; the places of…
So may we know the hope that is not just for someday but for this day— here, now, in this moment that opens to us: hope not made of wishes but of substance, hope made of sinew and muscle and bone, hope that has breath and a beating heart, hope that will not keep quiet…
May the light of your soul guide you. May the light of your soul bless the work You do with the secret love and warmth of your heart. May you see in what you do the beauty of your own soul. May the sacredness of your work bring healing, light and renewal to those Who…
My Lord God,
I have no idea where I am going.
I do not see the road ahead of me.
I cannot know for certain where it will end.