Looking for God in messy places
Loving completely what we cannot completely understand.
If what we’re worshipping doesn’t make us more loving, then it’s not worthy of our worship.
How love resists death.
My prayers wil be empty, even false, if I fail to act.
Glimpsing the end of suffering…
One of Ann Lamott’s favorite prayers seems most appropriate to me right now: Help, help, help!