Thursday, December 5, 2024

Old Friends

For Old Friends

God who remembers,

We’re grateful for the friends who’ve stayed. In a world of so much relational transitivity, it is no small miracle to retain a sense of connection across years. We thank you for those who have held us through tragedy and grief—who’ve born witness to our tear-streaked faces and waited with us in the dark. Those who have witnessed the good, the healing, and been there to toast to the triumphs of this life. Those who have seen us in the mundane- the brunches, the flat tires, the long hours, our voices changing.  We thank you for showing us that some loves last. That we are worthy of a belonging that transcends circumstance. Protect these bonds, that we would not grow bitter or disillusioned with one another. Or if disillusionment is our fate, may it be because we can love apart from the mirage of one another’s goodness, or niceness, or brilliance. Let ours be a company that has no need for such enchantments. And, having seen one another face-to-face, give us the courage to remain. May it be so.

-Cole Arthur Riley, Black Liturgies


the Atkins' place - a.k.a Rivendell 






the perfect prayer that Tamara read for us before dinner from Padraig O'Tuama's book Daily Prayer




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