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- January 6, 2010: Time, Times, and Half A Time
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- December 4, 2009: Shakespeare at Advent
- November 23, 2009: Advent Blog
- October 12, 2009: How Can I Know What I Believe Until I See What I Do?
- October 9, 2009: Cyrano de Balderac
- September 26, 2009: Treasure Hunt
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A Good Friday Prayer
So, after receiving the piece of bread, he immediately went out. And it was night.
– John 13.30
If we take light seriously, we have also to reckon with the fact that there is a night in which it shines.
– Helmut Thielicke
Lord Jesus we confess that like Judas we have slipped away from your table
When the light of your love shone too brightly to hide the greed in our hearts.
We have gone out, and it is night.
Bring us back to the light of your table.
You offer without price the wine of your saving blood.
We seek instead blood-money to buy what is not bread.
We have gone out, and it is night.
Bring us back to the light of your table.
You offer with your own hand the nourishment of love.
We choose our own bargain for the craftiness of gain.
We have gone out, and it is night.
Bring us back to the light of your table.
You have told us to give ourselves because all are our sisters and brothers.
Instead we have bought their birthright with a mouthful of subsistence swill.
We have gone out, and it is night.
Bring us back to the light of your table.
Amen.