Saturday, April 20, 2019

Holy Saturday


“Why must I walk about
         mournfully
   because of the oppression of
         the enemy?” Psalm 43:2b

while the guys are off
doing God-only-knows what,
the women have
swaddled hope in
their tears and placed it
in the manger shaped
from their broken hearts, as
they sit by the window
staring down the road
watching for the
prodigal
to come home
from that distant country

© 2019 Thom M. Shuman

Friday, April 19, 2019

Holy Friday


“Out of the depths I cry to
   you, O Lord”  Psalm 130:1

when we find ourselves
in the pits of denial,
   listen to our emptiness;
when we echo the taunts
of the world,
   listen to our souls;
when we weep in the
shadows of death,
   listen to our doubts;
when we can only
whisper our despair,
listen
   listen
      listen

© 2019 Thom M. Shuman



Thursday, April 18, 2019

Holy Thursday


“For I eat ashes like bread,
   and mingle tears with my
         drink,”  Psalm 102:9

gathering up the ashes
from the bonfire where
we tossed mercy, hope, peace,
   you shape them into
   a loaf of love;
as your tears seep
into the cup in your hand,
   you transform them
   into the bitter wine
   of grace

© 2019 Thom M. Shuman


Wednesday, April 17, 2019

Holy Wednesday


“Do not cast me away from
         your presence,
   and do not take your holy
         spirit from me.”  Psalm 51:11

even as we walk
   away, our spirits intact
   from the threat of your
                              grace;
even as we toss you
aside like single-use plastic
      by the side of the road,
you will seek to draw us
closer to you, to fill us
with hope

© 2019 Thom M. Shuman

Tuesday, April 16, 2019

Holy Tuesday


“Turn to me and be gracious to
         me,
   for I am lonely and afflicted.” Psalm 25:16

you stand on the
corner, a hand-written
sign “will work for grace,”
trembling in your hand,
but we are rushing
to get all the Easter
shopping done (baskets,
candy, clothes, food) and
so, turn our eye
away

© 2019 Thom M. Shuman

               



Monday, April 15, 2019

Holy Monday


“Turn, O LORD, save my life;
   deliver me for the sake of your
         steadfast love.”  Psalm 6:4

indeed,
you turn to me,
inviting me to complete
my pilgrimage by following
you through the coming
days, but i
        pause, looking away
and leaving you to carry
that cross carved from
God’s steadfast love,
alone

© 2019  Thom M. Shuman

Sunday, April 14, 2019

palms day


“While I kept silence, my body
         wasted away
   through my groaning all day
         long.”  Psalm 32:3

on this day,
we join our voices
in glad hosannas
of welcome and praise
(hoping to drown out
your cries for justice),
         even
as our bodies groan
from the weight
of the nails
we carry in our
hearts

© 2019 Thom M. Shuman