Incarnate by Leslie A. McLeod Feet that walk in Garden cool, Stride atop tempestuous seas. Voice that speaks Creation’s all. Hands smear clay: a blind man sees. Weary head on pillow stone, Laughing eyes in knowing love, Jordan’s droplets in his hair Spirit-kissed by Heaven’s dove. Borrowed flesh paid debts not owed: Shattered torso, hands,Continue reading “Incarnate”
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The Women Heard
The Women Heard by Michelle Henrichs ”Very early in the morning on the first day of the week, the women went to the tomb, bringing the fragrant spices they had prepared.” (Luke 24:1, CEB) The women heard that something happened in the garden after dinner. The men were overcome by exhaustion unable to keep watch. ThereContinue reading “The Women Heard”
Restoration
Restoration by Hadassah Treu I need you in the ruins of my heart, in all the wounded, desolated places where darkness comes in as a flood, I need your tender, healing grace. Restore the ruins of my life search out all the cracks and gaps, invade them, filling them with light, erase all paths toContinue reading “Restoration”
December Grief
December Grief by Stacey Nalean-Carlson Comfort, O comfort my people, says your God. Lights through tears are a living thing moving in place, now blurred, now brilliant, magnified. Eyelids close in unbounded regret, squeezed shut in a silent scream, but even then the light lives— rainbows dancing on water, Advent hope magnified. Stacey Nalean-CarlsonContinue reading “December Grief”
Wait of Glory
Wait of Glory by Nichole Woo An Advent prayer based on Luke 3:25-38 Sovereign Lord, We wait. Like Simeon, we bear the chains of a nation and world oppressed – longing for consolation. As he waited in Jerusalem, so we do here, for the redemption of all things lost: We wait in exam rooms andContinue reading “Wait of Glory”
When They Leave
When They Leave by Nancy Ramsey it is a wonder these small sufferings departures separations absences whether for months years or the rest of one’s earthly days it is a wonder how mourning turns slow to unthought-of gladness for fleeting awareness of the Christ the invitation to discern as through glass dark new knowing ofContinue reading “When They Leave”
A Feather in Winter
A Feather in Winter by Michele Morin “The feather flew, not because of anything in itself, but because the air bore it along. Thus am I a feather on the breath of God.” Hildegarde of Bingen Sister Hildegarde knew we are all “feathers on the breath of God,” and it’s an image I struggle toContinue reading “A Feather in Winter”
After Christmas
After Christmas by Cheryl Grey Bostrom Ache, your velocity rises with the drop in my heart’s barometer. No windbreaks here, you grow to a howl in my mown inner fields—low pressure zones, short of breath because those I love have flown home again, crossed state lines, and my arms are empty. Ache, you swirl memoryContinue reading “After Christmas”
Sleeping Beauty
Sleeping Beauty by Katelyn Jane Dixon Before the beginning, I imagine our world as a tiny diamond floating in space, a rock among countless shining others. Not special, but waiting— little knowing she was about to be kissed awake. I imagine You, in all your solitary splendor. not needing, but wanting— leaning forward with aContinue reading “Sleeping Beauty”
Awakening
Awakening by Susanna Makinson We are a precarious people, never quite fitting our skin until the time has passed to be lithe and fluid within in. But loss, I believe, forces us to bloom or wither. And the pain suddenly, like thorns at our brow, awakens us, though we never knew we were sleeping.Continue reading “Awakening”
Awake Our Hearts 