November 15th

“Why do you make me see wrongdoing
   and look at trouble?
Destruction and violence are before me;
   strife and contention arise.” Habakkuk 1:3

these days, we scroll past grief—
another child under the rubble,
another soul sleeping in a doorway,
another voice silenced for speaking truth,
another day as the powerful consolidate wealth
while the forgotten wonder if
anyone knows their names.
the violence is there for all to see,
the angry voices keep shouting,
compassion is pushed aside and
kindness is buried by those
who forget what it means to be human.
like that old prophet, we have questions—
why do you allow it,
why does injustice get the power,
why are peacemakers trapped in war zones?
but then, we are adept at ignoring your questions—
while you worry we will become
apathetic to the suffering of others,
mistaking silence for peace
and indifference for innocence.
so, please don’t let us grow comfortable
with all which shatters your heart,
but turn our outrage into compassion,
our questions into courage,
our prayers into action and
our voices into words for the unheard—
until justice rolls down,
mercy finds a home,
peace is more than a rote prayer
and we become people
who refuse to look away.

(c) 2026 Thom M. Shuman

Venmo: @Thom-Shuman

November 14th

“Multitudes, multitudes,
   in the valley of decision!” Joel 3:14a

so many crossroads—
which turn do we make?
so many intersections—
dare we cross to a different place
or stay in our comfort zone?
so many chance encounters—
how do we respond?
some stand still, afraid
to move for fear of choosing wrong,
some carry the weight of choices
they wish they did not have to make,
some search for a way forward
while others would like a moment to think.
wherever, whenever,
God is there,
not shouting directions from some mountaintop
but walking in our midst—
whispering hope where needed,
courage to the worn down,
a new direction for those who
feel lost and afraid.
so, maybe the most important decision
is whether we will trust the One
who is by our side in every valley,
for even here, in the mix of multitudes,
God calls us to new life.

(c) 2026 Thom M. Shuman

Venmo: @Thom-Shuman

November 13th

"Then afterward
   I will pour out my spirit on
   all flesh;
your sons and your
   daughters shall
   prophesy,
your old men shall dream
   dreams,
and your young men shall
   see visions." Joel 2:28

in these afterward days,
may we not dare believe
our dreams of justice and hope
have been fulfilled and there
is nothing more we need do.
in every awkward day,
may we continue to find
common ground and civil conversation
with all the powerful warn us about.
in all the forward days,
may our children continue
to call us to mend creation,
to speak the names of the cruel,
to challenge the privileged
to open their eyes and hearts.
and may their children look back,
giving thanks that when you
kept nudging us, pushing us,
breaking through our shuttered fears,
we did not turn away or run away,
but opened our souls to the Spirit,
holding tight to one another and
becoming whirlwinds of grace,
of hope, of kindness, of love.

(c) 2026 Thom M. Shuman

Venmo: @Thom-Shuman

November 12th

Then Jesus said, "There was a man who had two sons. Luke 15:11

oh, Jesus,
you offer us such a
tempting, tasty parable—
we can easily see it as
being one about those
who are either in or out,
scofflaws or successful,
prodigals or privileged,
sheep or goats.
it is the easiest interpretation
and since we always love
taking the easy way,
we may skip over the pieces
where it is clear the parent
offers wide open arms to both,
shares everything with both,
refuses to hold back grace
from either one of them—
which makes it clear
this is a parable
for all of us.

(c) 2026 Thom M. Shuman

Venmo: @Thom-Shuman

November 11th

“So he told them this parable: ‘Which one of you, having a hundred sheep and losing one of them, does not leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness and go after the one that is lost until he finds it?’” Luke 15:3-4

grace is running ahead of us
to show us the way to serve
the forgotten of our times.
joy is limbering up, ready
to turn cartwheels as we discover
the mercy to share with the broken.
love has cleaned away breakfast
and has a map so we can go
and search for those who have
been relegated to the ‘not worth it’ status.
hope has gathered up all the tools
we need to build housing for all
who have slipped away from life
without anyone noticing.
justice is ready, as always, to offer us
a refresher course in caring more
for the vulnerable than the privileged.
compassion? well, compassion will continue
to look after the folks who don’t really
require that much, while we are out
with you, searching, searching, searching
until all the others are found.

 (c) Thom M. Shuman

 Venmo: @Thom-Shuman

November 10th

"Have mercy upon us, O Lord,
     have mercy upon us,
for we have had more than enough
     of contempt.
Our soul has had more than its fill
     of the scorn of those who are at ease,
     of the contempt of the proud." Psalm 123:3-4

Holy One:
apparently, there are still those
who believe the only way to win
is to make someone else lose,
who think the sweetest taste of victory
comes from watching neighbors
swallow their disappointment,
whose favorite national pastime
is serving up another helping
of contempt to anyone
who doesn't share their table.
and, Lord, we confess:
we are tired of the shouting,
the sneering,
the turning of neighbors into enemies,
and the fear that hope
has somehow become a foolish thing.
we have had more than enough
of the Bitter Buffet,
where resentment is supersized,
division is the daily special,
and fear is the house dressing.
but we keep coming back
to your table,
where the chairs are open to all,
the bread is broken, not wielded as a weapon,
and the cups are filled
with something stronger than hate.
so keep us from becoming
what we have spent so much time resisting,
and send us out to set tables
where others build walls,
to practice kindness when contempt prevails,
and to stand with those pushed aside.
for the election may be over,
but your work is not.
and neither is ours.

(c) 2026 Thom M. Shuman

Venmo: @Thom-Shuman

November 9th

“But when you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, and the blind.” Luke 14:13

lest the holidays
leave no room for grace,
let us pull up chairs
for those whose lives
have been pushed aside;
for the broken
who still dare to hope,
for the lost
who have forgotten the way home,
for the hungry
who have never known enough,
for the vulnerable
whose names the powerful never speak;
for families torn apart
by injustice and fear,
and for those strangers who long
to be called friends.
because God’s feast
has never been intended
only for those with name cards
at certain places on the table,
but for every person longing
to be made welcome.
so,
may not only our tables
but our hearts as well
look just a little more
like God's Beloved Community.

(c) 2026 Thom M. Shuman

Venmo: @Thom-Shuman