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An excerpt from SOULJOURN, my new novel (Chapter 6): I went home, said goodnight to Dad, and went to bed. The moonlight bathed my bedroom. The silence seemed to beg to be filled. I opened the bedroom …

Is that you, God, in a blade of grass breaking through a crack in the asphalt? Is that you, God, holding the rest of the asphalt together?

Praise universal wisdom; be thankful for what you learn.
You who seek insights, advocate for self-knowledge,

Sometimes it is more comfortable to avoid the truth – to fail to speak up when it is in our selfish interests to keep quiet. It is all too easy to go further than keeping quiet when we should speak out – to lie, to embroider the truth – to tell, what we like to think of, as ‘Little White Lies’.

We are community
Embraced by the mystery of God’s love for all creation

I wish for the source of ageless restoration to renew my spirit of transformation; then enliven enthusiasm, enlighten acumen and enhance kindness with patient understanding.

Let us celebrate the life of Francis of Assisi who loved all of creation. With him, let us give thanks for:
Brother Sun, who brings the day; and who radiates the divine. He is beautiful and radiant in all his splendor

May God’s peace rest upon us;
May God’s great love reach to every heart;

Go into the seething cauldron of the world.
Listen for the questions and voices
that you would rather not hear.

When beauty illumines a corner of your life, may your thanks to God spread that light through your whole being.

(I’m working now on a project called SEEDS, LEAVES, ROOTS: Faithful Rhetoric and Reflection for Progressive Social Action. It’s an initiative of Progressive Christians Uniting – I serve on its board of directors. We are creating a …

We pray,
conscious that
raising our hearts and minds
is a gift of the Spirit of Life
at work
in the depths of our being.

May the Great Mystery that we call God
keep alive in each one of us
the search for a Faith that is real;

One What is the sound that calls us? Listen carefully.
Many The beating of our own hearts calls us to ourselves. It calls us to be our true selves, our best selves. Calls us to be what we might become.

When we needed the outer form of a savior You were there for us.
When our conscious mind matures we turn within rather than without

All: If I could say one word,
I would say Amen

Into your arms, I come, Beloved.
I am god, I am here for you.

Once upon a time, political conservatives in America were stereotyped as hard-headed realists, and liberals were described as ungrounded dreamers. How times have changed!