This is a poem that I wrote one day when I felt as though I was in darkness. It has helped me to pray with it when my prayer feels dry. Darkness Darkness! The light of the flame that brought me here now begins to dull and I feel lost My prayer was once as… [Read More]
Weeping For Our Sins
An older friend, whom I consider a mentor, once told me, “there is no shame in weeping. Crying only means that we have loved and continue to love something or someone.” We weep on occasions when, from our human perspective, the beloved is irretrievably lost. We weep at evil; evil and it effects, committed by… [Read More]
A Message in the Desert
When your heart says to God, “you have cut off my life like a weaver severs the last thread, “ when you’re alone in the desert on a cold night with no fire, and you’ve never known such emptiness or alienation and you say in your alarm, “no man can can be trusted!” When your life is… [Read More]
