Lord teach me to live well in light of deathIn the shadows, rather, of its realityTo build theology around this dark scaffolding. As reminders of death abound.As I ruminate on the recent death of my mother,As I witness the ever-nearing death of my dog,As I receive the daily rhythms,Submitting to rest,Submitting to sickness,Submitting to theContinue reading “Not the Final Supper”
