I return to basics, to prayer – to the regular, contemplative, resting-in-God sort of spiritual practice that sustains me. Let me become transparent to the God who dwells in my heart. Let me become who God desires that I be.
…for thereunto wast thou created
by Kimberly Knowle-Zeller Psalm 103:1-2 Bless the LORD, O my soul, * and all that is within me, bless his holy Name. Bless
“But they did not understand what he was saying and were afraid to ask him.” (Mark 9:32)
God is like the lover who just can’t see your point of view.
The question of bearing burdens for another and carrying my own load doesn’t seem so separate that I can’t think of them together.
The next time you hear the first verse of “Eternal Father, strong to save”, will you remember the Dorchester Chaplains?
In the straw of our mean-spirited self-aggrandizement and -justification, in the shadowy barn of our hunger for power and esteem is this precious bit of God.
Jesus is certainly not making light of domination. But what if he is shedding light on it in a new way by saying: We are all blessed and woe-d?! Not one of us will outrun the plodding course of change. We are in it together. Blessing and woe. Woe and blessing.
by Kimberly Knowle-Zeller Psalm 61 Hear my cry, O God, * and listen to my prayer. I call upon you from the ends of