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On the First Day of the Week

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On the First Day of the Week

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God,

A petition for this morning

While the sky is gray

And the sun

Is in the offing

Waiting to push through

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Follow us

To catch us when we fall

Or to pick us up

Dust us off, after

Or simply be around

Because the negative is not

Enough

And if we rise with you,

A certain kind of sufficiency

Of economy

The science of

A real enough and more

May follow

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Really,

We don’t need so much

Less than we think we do

Then out of

Small largesse,

When that’s all we have,

We may help

The other

Not a sly metaphor

But a person

Real people

Real needs

Not holiday

But quotidian

Every day,

You know

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All this is real

And thankful

To be prayed

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Photo by Sigmund on Unsplash

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They Seek Him There

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They Seek Him There

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O God, our help

In ages past

Our hope for years to come

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And what do we need today

But to know you are near

Some miracles would not go

Amiss, I must confess

(unless they do)

For a week of flood and fire

End or start to war

A sickness that has taken many lives

Corruption from the fruit of Eden

For the way we ate

For the way we live

For the way we want to live

On this side or that

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title borrowed respectfully from The Scarlet Pimpernel

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by Lawn Weeds – Scarlet Pimpernel, CC BY 2.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=85377914

Scarlet Pimpernel (Anagallis arvensis) is a summer annual plant and a member of the primrose family. As its name suggest[s,] it has bright red/orange flowers, which only open when the sun shines.

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Doctrine for Three

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Doctrine for Three

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In dim light,

Something was handed me

A gift

In the dark outside,

We talked about

His father

Who had died recently

Whom I liked

(whom he liked)

And of family, generally

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His father’s legacy

Was to share outside

The family

I being one

I could argue worthiness

But then I’d miss the point:

Grace is free

It really is

Without conditions

And has to be

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Anatomy of a dying stormcell. A stormcell dissolves over the San Francisco Peaks.

Photo by NOAA on Unsplash

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Surgent Prophecy

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Surgent Prophecy

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Flood

Fire,

Crushes at the border

Pandemic

Surgency of variants

Afghanistan has fallen

To a group we have called

Terrorist,

Though a while ago

Alliant in and as the

Mujahideen

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Farther east in Asia

There is disease

There is prison

For dissidents

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Sounds like end times

Too many will believe

One of the riders is

Pestilence, another

War

Famine and Death—and

We can make a case for

These

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So is this the start

Of the end,

Of apocalypse, Parousia?

Could be

Probably not

Against the march of days

That has marched and

Most likely

Will march on

But who knows?

Someone who we are not

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We can be ready

It’s not a matter

Of bunkers

But of the spirit

Are we loving animals

(and do we love

our animals)?

Are we ready for straight roads

For the coming of the monarch

Over land

Or under sea

Or through the air?

Will we have good stewardship

Reports to make

About the

Earth that has been our charge?

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Well, we’ll see

About it all

Though our part

Is ready now

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Believe

Harvest

Care

Preserve

Plant and move around

What will grow anew

And what will grow forever

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Burning Down the House

Photo by Dave Hoefler on Unsplash

Kittitas, WA, USA

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Petitioning before the Storm

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Petitioning before the Storm

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Later today

Ida comes to call

With too much rain

For an area

That is soaked already

There should be floods

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I’m sorry

I’ve been praying for myself

I’ve been praying

For you, too

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But I need the power

The electricity

My heart needs the help

Frankly, in the summer heat

And afterward

I’ll need to get around

For bread

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Maybe I’ll get or keep

(since nothing

will have changed)

My petition

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But I need the prayer for me

I hope there’s understanding

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Sinai

no, Italy

Photo by eberhard 🖐 grossgasteiger on Unsplash

Alpe di Siusi, 39040 Castelrotto BZ, Kastelruth, Italy

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A Child Doesn’t Have to Lead Them

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A Child Doesn’t Have to Lead Them

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When children have food

And people to talk with

Of a variety of ages

When their dreams aren’t stanched

And they have a chance

To grow into who they are

Then any child can make it

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I know this: I see and hear it happen

On TV all the time

In scripted shows

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Children are amazing.  And there are amazing young people who are leading in the areas of racism, sexism, and climate change (climate crisis).  The only fault in this arrangements is not with the youth but with adults.  Adults should be leading for the youth.

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Photo by Foroozan Faraji on Unsplash

Shiraz, Iran

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Memory of Father

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Memory of Father

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I have a memory

Not so long ago

So it might be true

Of visiting my father

They had let his hair grow

He looked like Gandalf

Or Saruman

Or Merlin

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The silver hair was beautiful

We talked

I left

Next time I saw him

His short hair was back

He looked like Hemingway

A compliment of sorts

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Photo by Joshua Brown on Unsplash

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no God approves

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no God approves

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sorry for those who died

from explosions and gunfire

at the Kabul airport

from those who believe

that civilians trying to escape

is not a sanctioned reason

to let live, rather to meet

with onslaught that

no God approves

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photo by Joe Woods on Unsplash

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Get Out

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Get Out

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Of Kabul

Of Afghanistan

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Actions of diplomats,

Soldiers, staff,

And airplanes

Take you

Away

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Don’t hesitate

Do you

Hesitate?

What’s up to you,

Leave now

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There is violence

I’m sorry

Take up the politics

Tomorrow

What matters to you is leaving

Get out, now

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United States Air Force C-17A Globemaster III

Photo by Nick Morales on Unsplash

Minneapolis, MN, USA

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