Liturgy #2 from the Email Series We believe, O Creator, that when You shaped us in our inmost beings, You saw all You made and said it was good.
POEM: A Liturgy for the Bullied
Written for one of my email subscribers, after she told me of the heartbreak of being bullied and watching her child go through the same thing. Most days, O Lord, I choose to believe the words you said in that earliest Garden
Flooded
My county is under water. The levees broke, the rains fell, and we collectively moved to higher ground.
POEM: This Woman
*written for the women of the Franklin County CATCH Court, and for their patron saint in Luke 7
POEM: Paying Attention Is A Form of Prayer
The mist only stays On the pond for a minute. We didn’t miss it. *title credit to a sentence I found carved in a tree at Fontenelle Forest in the plains of Nebraska
