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Praying 1 Kings 19 on Friday morning, April 7

Now there was a great chemical bombing, and we are all very sure that God was not in it, and there were tomahawk missiles and the earth quaked, and God was not in them, and there was the posturing of … Continue reading

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Music of sadness, improv on Psalm 150

Pray for Syria. Pray for Syria in churches and synagogues and mosques; pray for Syria under a sky of warplanes! Pray for Syria in the wake of chemical warfare; pray for Syria with the music of our sadness! Pray for … Continue reading

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Praying hands

I have prayers on my hands – one hand is Syria and the other is heroin. I wake up in the morning and look at my hands, left and right, hoping I will not see — the Syrian child standing … Continue reading

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For Aylan and Ghalib Kurdi

I hold my grandchild in my arms — he is kicking and wiggling and my heart is tender. Why is my heart so indifferent until I see another woman’s grandchild, cheek to the sand, red shirt? Aylan and Ghalib, are … Continue reading

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Reflection on Luke 14: 28-32 for Syria

Pope Francis I, not my spiritual leader, but my spiritual brother, has called for today to be a day of prayer and fasting for Syria.  “War brings on war! Violence brings on violence.” he said. And so I looked at … Continue reading

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Orando por Siria a través del Salmo 22, translation of yesterday’s post

Sent from Gerardo Oberman of Buenos Aires, Argetnian, this translation of yesterday’s post. My very great thanks. Orando por Siria a través del Salmo 22 Dios mío, Dios mío, ¿por qué has abandonado a Siria? Escucha la oración de sus … Continue reading

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Praying through Psalm 22 for Syria

My God, my God, why have you forsaken Syria? Hear the prayers of their groaning. Day and night the tears of your children are poured out, but they find no rest. They are poured out in civil war — bones … Continue reading

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