Category: Speaking to the Soul

Family Cemeteries

“This sentence especially touches me: “When Jacob ended his charge to his sons, he drew up his feet into the bed, breathed his last, and was gathered to his people.” The image of drawing up his feet and peacefully dying has such a poignancy about it. It represents a death many of us would hope for, yet, denied to so many, especially in the time of the continuing pandemic, war, and violence.”

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Wednesdays

We mark out our days, commemorating this and them, and by the word of the Bible time is sanctified: three days here, forty there, seven weeks of seven, and a thousand years under God’s unblinking gaze. Sabbaths sigh, and Wednesdays teeter on the hinge of the week; we can look forward or back.

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Lawn church

a whisper of a breeze tries to
lift the cloth, as though the Holy
Spirit would scatter
our wafers like manna, grace like dew,
the sacrament of love sown upon
souls gathered on the lawn.

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The cherub and the cat

One of our greatest, God-given callings on this earth is our stewardship of God’s creatures who depend upon us. As part of this obligation, I pray regularly for dogs, cats and all needy creatures.

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