Psalm

A Quaker colleague taught me how stillness exercises agency, how it acts upon worshipers.

My friend left me his CSA share for two weeks. It changed the way I look at labor.

We have become a society of people who cannot prevent our own children from being killed in their classrooms—and who do not much mind the killing of other people’s children by weapons of war.

When the Spirit moved among us, we heard the tongues of angels.

There is no one who does not need God’s mercy and no one who may not have it.

Rabbi Debra Robbins creates a spiritual practice around the seven psalms of the Jewish morning liturgy.

In meditating on the words of scripture, I discover a Word who meditates on me.

The psalmist is bossy: “Sing to the Lord a new song.”

Fruitful ministry becomes sustainable when it is shared, person to person and generation to generation.

This familiar text takes on new dimensions when read in tandem with this week’s epistle and gospel texts.

A dead shepherd isn’t helpful to anyone, least of all to the sheep left behind.

The psalms of ascent press hard against the norms of our bootstrap culture.

The psalms of ascent press hard against the norms of our bootstrap culture.

The psalms of ascent press hard against the norms of our bootstrap culture.

The psalms of ascent press hard against the norms of our bootstrap culture.

Lament psalms typically move to trust at some point, but reading only those verses feels strange in Lent.

The myth that alternative gospels were suppressed by empire and only recently rediscovered is too good to be true.

The myth that alternative gospels were suppressed by empire and only recently rediscovered is too good to be true.

Simeon and Anna echo the worship material of ancient Israel.

The God of exiles, refugees, and migrants still shines light amid today’s present darkness.