Reflections for

27th Sunday in Ordinary Time, Oct 06, 2019

Lamentations 1:1-6; Lamentations 3:19-26 or Psalm 137; (Habakkuk 1:1-4 and 2:1-4; Psalm 37:1-9;) 2 Timothy 1:1-14; Luke 17:5-10


Psalm 137 for Noah

Come darling, sit by my side and weep.
I have no lyre, no melodious voice or chant.
I meditate on the Zion I could never grant you.
My son, my roe deer, my rock-rent stream.            
My honeysuckle, my salt, my golden spear.
Forgive me your birth in this strange land.
I wanted your infant kisses, your fists clasped
round my neck. I craved you, though you were born
in the wake of my illness, my dim prognosis.
I was selfish: I willed you this woe, this world.
You inherited exile for my sake.


Depths of evil and peace

One Good Book deserves another

Why would Psalms and Cormac McCarthy's novel Blood Meridian pop into my head?


Revised Common Lectionary © 1992 the Consultation on Common Texts. Used by permission.