gather – Barb, poet priest

Grieving over Lost Sons and Daughters

Grieving Over Lost Sons and DaughtersPentecost 11; 2 Samuel 18:5-9, 14, 31-33; Luke 13:34,35David wept:“O my son Absalom,my son, my son Absalom!Would I had died instead of you,O Absalom, my son, my son!”How many weepfor sons and daughterscaught by the headbetween heaven and earth,caught by the trap of minddislocated from body and soul!How many weepforContinue reading “Grieving over Lost Sons and Daughters”

With Joy You Will Draw Water

With Joy You Will Draw Water Advent 3: Zephaniah 3:14-20, Isaiah 12:2-6 Joy bubbles up like some underground stream channelled anew to this hidden dry pool. Out of the depths it bursts into the light, mating with air in bright bubbles and mist. Maybe these waters remain for a time; maybe they’re gone soon afterContinue reading “With Joy You Will Draw Water”