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  • Good Friday

    Living God, there is so much to be grateful for. Even in the midst of death, new life emerges. Thank you for the flowers that push up through the snow. Thank you for the sun that rises each morning. Thank you for young people who bring energy to tired places. Thank you for hope on…

  • Holy Saturday

    Every morning the sun rises, majestic and steady. She is greeted in all her strength with the joyous cacophony of birdsong. I like to believe this holy chorus is the birds telling each other— I’m here. We made it through the night. You’re not alone. What good, good news. —excerpt from the poem “Birdsong” by…

  • Easter Sunday

    Risen Christ, the Easter story is a reminder that nothing could contain you—no tomb, no body, no violent act. You are alive in the world, unfettered and beckoning us to follow. Lead me to the places you have called me to be. Show me where you’re headed. I want to be there, too. Amen. —prayer…

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