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Let Me Tell You Again
In that light-blindingmountaintopmoment,you heard Me say,“You are My beloved,”and you believed it. You held itclose,felt itthumping against your chestall the waydown. But oh, My love,here in the valley,where the traffic’s jammed with red lights,you get that look of disappointment,the day … Continue reading
Advent 2: Trust
Life is a succession of dyings and risings. At the center of the Eucharist, we proclaim, “Christ has died, Christ is risen, and Christ will come again.”–Richard Rohr’s Daily Meditation, November 27, 2022 This morning I saw minuscule buds on my … Continue reading
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What Are You Waiting For?
I see in your soulwhat’s mirrored in mine.You’re waiting too for the pandemic to endto see everyone’s facesno proof required for the pain to stopthe days to get longerthe path to be clear for stuff to stop shaking up our … Continue reading
Preparing the Way Home
From the moment I stepped into this chapel, it felt like home. Wood, stone, glass, and flame together breathed a silent welcome. . . . Advent invites us to prepare the way for the Holy One who comes to meet … Continue reading
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Advent 1: Interruption and Disappointment
What if we found new words for our Advent candle-lighting wreaths this year? Instead of the traditional Hope, Peace, Joy, and Love, what words would you choose to mark each week in this season of waiting? Two words jump out at … Continue reading
Flies and Cold Fish
I’ve been doing too much, thinking too much. I’m so full of thoughts about what I have to do, my prayer times are inundated with them. I try to push them away, but each one promises to be the thought that will … Continue reading