Sunday, April 17, 2022


Easter Day

Let everything that has breath
praise the Lord.
Psalm 150:6

and now here we are
with Alleluias and hymns of praise
and other signs of joy and celebration

and it doesn’t matter how we come to this day
trembling, fearful, confident, relieved, exuberant
joyful, doubtful, brave, uncertain

the tomb remains empty
empty of hate
empty of contempt
empty of broken hope

Jesus is among the living
Jesus, the bearer of extraordinary love
Jesus is here

Saturday, April 16, 2022


Holy Saturday

My friend and my neighbor
you have put away from me,
and darkness is my only companion.
Psalm 88:19

Waiting without word.

Longing without consolation.

Watching without relief.

Faith grounded into dust

grounding itself in not knowing.

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Friday, April 15, 2022


Good Friday

Our forebears put their trust in you;
they trusted, and you delivered them.
Psalm 22:4

how does one trust

after betrayal

in the face of denial

through sorrow

facing condemnation

in pain

without relief

when all is lost

Thursday, April 14, 2022


Maundy Thursday

When my spirit languishes within me,
you know my path;
in the way wherein I walk
they have hidden a trap for me
Psalm 142:3

a day
a gathering
after shouts of triumph
and stones that sing
a meal with friends
becomes a sacrament
of tender care
and human kindness

Followed by human frailty
betrayal and denial
becoming a lament
narrating the failure of friends 
the malice of the crowd
the triumph of enemies 
a gathering
a night

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Wednesday, April 13, 2022

Room for lament

Wednesday in Holy Week
In the evening, in the morning, and at noonday,
I will complain and lament,
and God will hear my voice
Psalm 55:18

this path makes room
for lament
for complaint
for grief and bitterness
I pour them out
the ground absorbs them
as it has welcomed the sorrows 
of those who walk before me
and those who will come after
God hears
and then
and then
lies ahead 

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Tuesday, April 12, 2022


Tuesday in Holy Week
When many cares fill my mind,
your consolations cheer my soul.
Psalm 94:19


Today--spring rain with summer warmth.
The odd, but expected, juxtaposition
of this season.
The way of sorrows
entwines itself among daffodils.
What is certain is upheaval.
And consolation.

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Monday, April 11, 2022

Out of hand

 Monday in Holy Week
For I know my transgressions,
and my sin is ever before me.
Psalm 51:13

The uncertainty
curls its way around every thought.
This is the opportune time
the enemy is close at hand
along with my sin
and weakness.
Familiar territory.
will get out of hand.
Out of my hands
and into the hands
of the One who created the robin
chirping outside my window.

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