March 27 — here

What We Need Is Here  – Wendell Berry

Geese appear high over us,
pass, and the sky closes. Abandon,
as in love or sleep, holds
them to their way, clear
in the ancient faith: what we need
is here. And we pray, not
for new earth or heaven, but to be
quiet in heart, and in eye,
clear. What we need is here.

March 26 — unclenched

Gentle me,
Holy One
into an unclenched moment,
a deep breath,
a letting go
of heavy expectancies,
of shriveling anxieties,
of dead certainites,
that, softened by the silence,
surrounded by light,
and open to mystery,
I may be found by wholeness,
upheld by the unfathomable,
entranced by the simple,
and filled with the joy
that is you.

– Arthur Nelson

March 25 — miracle

Jesus said,
“You ought always to pray and not to faint.”
So we do not pray for easy lives;
we pray to be stronger women and men.
And we do not pray for tasks equal to our powers,
but for power equal to our tasks.
Then, the doing of our work will be no miracle
– we will be the miracle.
Every day may we wonder at ourselves
and the richness of life
which has come to us by the grace of God.

– Julia Esquivel

March 23 — walls

An offering from one of us.

Today I see
Why seniors buy a piece of a walled community in Tucson
And ride their bikes around the block trying to stay ignorant:
The anniversary of the Iraq invasion,
A funeral for another black teen,
The endless demands of bureaucracies,
My own obvious inadequacies
Pile up during the spring snow storm
And I am tempted.

Last week I saw
Why people miss the peace of new community in Jesus
And stay unreconciled — their lack of love forcing ignorance:
New renditions of identity warfare,
Crumbling institutions to bolster,
The ruthless demands of the self-interested,
My own pitiful resentment
Fill up the day like melted slush
And I am tested.

May my faith be purified, not putrefied.
May my love be deepened not dampened.
May my hope be evident
Not resident behind walls.