Your sanctuary is where your sanctuary is. I have several. My house, filled with the people I love. My yard – sky ceiling, changing cloud patterns, grass carpet, clover, bare patches, toys. My church – o sweet refuge, my church. My church, my place of love, of smiles, of work, of learning, of burning, of … More Sanctuary

I wrote these words a little over a year ago.

Prayer Song for Orlando PASSION CHORALE 76.76 D (“O Sacred Head, Now Wounded”) 1. We gather now in prayer for souls we have never met. As members of one family, we pledge not to forget. There is no comprehending this sudden violent loss. The opening of our eyes comes at such a tragic cost. 2. … More Prayer Song for Orlando

This is a prayer for you, a soul I have never met; those of us now left behind promise to never forget. There is no sense to be made of violence and hatred and loss. The opening of all our eyes is coming at such high a cost. From the destruction and pain, ashes of … More A Prayer