Immersive Prayer

Holy Saturday Sabbatum Sanctum: In the silence of this day my heart is stilled. The man I knew is now divine. He has left this world to rescue those before. In the silence I wait ……. for His return, while old friends go home with Him. In the silence, I pray that all of us, [...]

Good Friday of the Lord’s Passion Veneratio: I place myself among the crowd watching You, sadness finds itself penetrating every thought. I so want to shout out stop no more of this, but I have learned this is the way it must be. As I process among the crowd and the way towards You, sadness [...]

Holy Thursday Pedilavium: You kneeled down in front of me to wash my feet. To let me reach into the depth of Your humbleness. This from a man who could have everything. All You want in return is a shadow of Your kindness. Bless me with gifts of Your love for the community. Let my [...]

Wednesday of Holy Week Somehow it seems easy to imagine this man, out of nowhere, asked to open his home to strangers for a meal. Like Mary, he says yes, inviting the Passion story to begin, witness to an event of epic proportions. The conversation moves off-center, Christ’s betrayer has dipped his hand into the [...]

Tuesday of Holy Week After Eucharist, I must attend a function so I can’t waste time gabbing. Then I hit three light cycles because Church people are stacked up and the light is to slow.  A blocked bridge is also an obstacle, I wish construction would move a lot faster. As I turn, I feel a feather touch from the cross I wear.  I am [...]

Palm Sunday of the Lord’s Passion Why was Christ born to die? Disturbed at midnight, I awake, my prayer calms. Then again, crashing rain, rain of sorrow, full of rage, again prayer settles into peace. Dawn enters diffused behind dark clouds, pain, searing pain, I must accept, my share.  Three times I asked; Lord, please [...]

Friday of the Fifth Week of Lent The claim: that I am a child of God. Witness to miracles, yes. Love God and neighbor, yes. Good works, yes. Listen to the Word, yes. Community, yes. Christ inside is my brother, yes. Forgive others, yes.  Am I blaspheming, yes – but mine is against the status [...]

Thursday of the Fifth Week of Lent Dear Christ, trusting your words is difficult; I need your help to be what I supposed to be. A start – from “Nine Lives”: At fifty I died a different death, a haunting lasting death to self. This pain of recognizing others needs greater than anything felt. At fifty-three [...]

Tuesday of the Fifth Week of Lent I have to smile, when I think that I could have ever believed by looking up at a human, cast in bronze, mounted on a chunk of wood, or “it” looking down at me could lift me up to places I had not known. My journey, belief in resurrection, [...]

Fifth Sunday of Lent I have lost track of the times I waited for Jesus to show up, watched him from the crowd, mourned with him, been angry with him and been human with him. Why is he now calling me out from the comfortable shadows? Perhaps, the thresholds crossed, the slow transformation, leaves no [...]