God of Breath Remind us to breathe as we move from one season to the next. Some holy and some just wholly exhausting. God of Breath Remind us to breathe as we listen to news that is too often not good. Cause us to hear with hearts determined to beat to the call of love… Read More
Tuesday Prayer
Divine Cornucopia of Blessings, Sometimes it takes every effort to express my gratitude for all I have. The pain gets in the way. Worries plague my mind. The distractions of everyday life mar my view of your glow. In a week of thanksgiving holiness, Clear my obstructions in order to see your intentions for my… Read More
Wit’s Ends Day: Another Gratitude List
I’m not great at keeping a daily gratitude practice—or a daily anything practice, really. But I do enjoy putting together a little Thanksgiving gratitude list once in awhile. (Like here and here.) It allows me to reflect on the blessings in my life and also to have a humor column when my brain is not… Read More
Saturday Prayer –
God, our Mother and Father Christ, our Friend and Brother Holy Spirit, Comfort and Challenger Thank you for the many beauties of this day For the wonder of creation and the turning of the seasons For bodies that breathe and move For the opportunity you place before us To gather in community. So often we… Read More
Saturday Prayer: Giving Thanks
For the sunshine, the iris, the thousand shades of green, I give you deep thanks, O God. Let me live in gratitude for the abundance of Your creation: abundant beauty; abundant provision; abundant life. Let me rest, this day, in appreciation for what is solid beneath my feet; for the oxygen in the air I… Read More
Wits’-Ends-Day: Gratitude List
How is it with your souls, my friends? Since this is supposed to be a humor column, I won’t list all of the recent news stories that have troubled my spirit or explain the disruptions in my personal life that caused me to forget to post a prayer on this very web site last Saturday.… Read More
Saturday Prayer – Strawberry
Thank you God for this strawberry, the last fresh one of the season, almost too ripe to pick and eat. Thank you God for this strawberry, not too ripe after all, plucked carefully to avoid crushing, eaten still kneeling. Thank you God for this strawberry, which is not a metaphor for anything but is just itself… Read More
