Wednesday Prayer

There is a thickness in the air Maybe it is the change in season Or the global memory of breath stolen Life stolen And, yet, so much still hasn’t changed There is a weariness in the air Maybe it is the dawn of the 15th month Or the anticipation of what is to come Will… Read More

Wednesday Prayer

God, we can’t even remember what day it is These times still seem so surreal A pandemic Constant political unrest A Black man shot down while jogging Babies in cages Yet we still sing, “It is well with my soul…” Willing it. Believing it. Working to make it so. But how can it be? How… Read More