Sovereign God,
in the midst of chaos, you are calm;
in the center of unrest, you are peace.
Quiet our spirits
and focus … Read More
Sunday Prayer: prayer and praising
Rabbi … Teacher …
your wisdom is as great
as your compassion.
Even when people come to you … Read More
Thursday Prayer: for those who are in pain
This is a prayer for those who are in pain today. This is a prayer that asks for a blessing on all who suffer today. May there be respite, may there be an easing, may there be comfort or consolation even as the nerves burn, the wounds throb, the joints ache. Even as the heart… Read More
Wednesday Prayer
Each day brings with it life and death Each day new opportunities to be had joining with memories of past joy experienced and pain felt Each day hoped for but never guaranteed Each day wholly Yours Each day holy ours Thank You, God, for this day May we be fully present to it And freely… Read More
Wednesday Prayer
Photo Creator: Jeff Greenberg Photo Credit: Getty Images God, it hurts so much to move today But with all that is going on, do I truly have the luxury of sitting still? God, it hurts deeply to know and see and hear about all of the devastation experienced daily across the globe But do I… Read More
The Pastoral Is Political: The Dangerous Theology of Women, Bodies and Pain
Please be aware that the contents of this article may present triggers for many readers. Recently, I read The Week’s article “The female price of male pleasure” by Lili Loofbourow. The article speaks of the pain many women endure as collateral for men’s gratification. Loofbourow states “Women are enculturated to be uncomfortable most of the… Read More
Friday Prayer: What Do You Want?
Dear God- I am well aware of how you spoke to Job. I know the words of your Son. i have listened to your prophets and I have listened to those who have pimped the name of the Christ. All that being said, I’m still frustrated. I’m still crying. I’m still fist-shaking, gasping, head-scratching, foot-stomping,… Read More
Friday Prayer: Nothing’s Good
The body count rises. Arms raised, voices sobbing, blood pours. Is there no balm in Gilead? The wailing magnifies. There are not enough garments to rend. The ditches are full, but there are not enough Samaritans. Grief is a monsoon, a typhoon, a deluge. There is no memory of an antediluvian time. The praying… Read More
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