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Power of Prayer
DC Prayer Service Discriminates Against Humanist Participation
DC Prayer Service Discriminates Against Humanist Participation It may seem like a weird concept- Atheists wanting a slot in a celebratory prayer event. However, in
Blessed Day
Blessed Day The sun’s broken lightthrough dusty painted cloudsmoves me from instinct to prayer.I bathe in the cuff of morning praise,like a butterfly plotting its path of nectarin the summer mist.The windblown chimesecho the song of Your river.I listen for the thread of heart-string,instead hear a symphony of...
New Years Traditions Largely Faith-Based
New Years Traditions Largely Faith-Based Happy new year! How will you celebrate? Fancy parties? Bubbling champagne? Short-lived resolutions? If you're in line with the majority of Americans, that won't be the case. You'll celebrate with prayer. A
What the Hummingbird Told Me
What the Hummingbird Told Me Just as a hummingbird can balance between the dying breezeand the uplifting beats of its wings,so too can You steady me amongstthe bleak feelings rising like dark bread inside me,and the bright thoughts of sunrisespilling over the lip of a new day.
Our Connection
Our Connection I grew up with prayeras a quiet quick few seconds before bed,but that's no longer enough.Adoration,praise,supplication,and pleas for intervention.They may not have been part of my past,but maybe they will be part of our future,Your's and mine, together.
Going Viral
Going Viral Here's my soul's Status Update:I know the power of words.I've been wounded by an off-hand comment.I've been uplifted by unexpected praise.A bad attitude can be catching.From the sniffles of sarcasm to the contagion of criticism.These days, it's not just birds that "tweet"and you really can "friend" someone you've never...
Pray in Many Ways
Pray in Many Ways I pray when I am fearful.I pray when I am in need.I sing praise to You.I lift up my hands, my heart, my soul. Please take me beyond myselfand help me recognize the prayers of others,from eyes raised skywardto heads humbly bowed,from whispers in quiet cornersto voices spiraling...
