Lent 2023 - Murrelets

I feel most of what I have written in the last forty days has been about mortality: the releasing of what is known, secure, predictable to open an ag…

There are the little entrustings: Please mail this package to my sister. Please pick up a quart of milk on your way home. Please return this book to …

It speaks to my privilege to admit (with a little embarrassment) that Covid touched little that I hold precious. My remote location in wilderness was…

Years ago I had a dream. In the dream I was standing with a dark-skinned man before a park bench on a sunny day. Under the bench were a neatly-folded…

O, Earth. Creation as first Incarnation, so say the saints. There is little difference now between the Ground on which I walk, and the Spirit who mov…

Marilyn stood at the foot of the open grave long after everyone else had left. Only the waiting car, the funeral director and his two assistants hove…

I fall into a shocking understanding with this prompt, with my inability to raise an answer. There is nothing ahead. Whether this is good news or bad…

From the day I learned about Gary Gilmore, a man who himself had committed murder and now was about to face a firing squad sanctioned by the state of…

Last year I celebrated my 18th ordination anniversary alone. What I believed I was ordained to then is not what I understand priesthood to be now. I …

Recently our wilderness subdivision has gone through a terrible, divisive implosion. At a very recent called meeting for an election, people on the o…

Jessie followed the translator into the home of Marie Eliseé who stood aside proudly to let them in. The Haitian village to which they had come was s…

I am grateful for the challenges that stretch me, that persuade me to choose love again. I am grateful for the deprivations that remind me how much I…

“Thank you all for coming on such short notice. I am Chief Engineer Gloria Dellojoio, and this is Francisco Montaño who will be assisting our process…

Sr. Carolina pushed open the door to the darkened room of Olivia Goerschle. Mrs. Göerschle was on her back in her bed, the covers pulled up under her…

For me the line between anger and fear is tenuous. I think I am standing on one side, and realize I have actually crossed over to the other. Anger i…

Just before Joakim was born, his presence was requested before the Throne of Grace. Something about a final interview before the launch into humanity…

Annaslatia put down her pencil and squeezed her eyes shut. She always did this when she was listening deeply. She could almot - ALMOST - hear it: the…

I have written of my discomfort with race - MY race. The whiteness which, in the United States, has afforded me privilege and stability not given to…

Day 22     Prompt: Outward Appearance     What are you concerned about, or notably not concerned about, in terms of your public appearance?     I hav…

While accompanying my brother on his journey into death I was subjected to his constant TV watching. His favorite program was about real estate. We f…