Zach. Thank you for composing this compilation. Much needed for my soul and a reminder that my strength is found in my weaknesses. Been battling with hopelessness all year long and it culminated devastatingly this last week. With that, however, I have so many beautiful people and opportunities to be grateful for, and I add you, your family, and your ministry to that list.
This is so kind, bro, and I'm really glad it resonated with you. I just stopped to pray for you as you continue battling hopelessness and walk through grief from this week. Reach out if I can ever help in other ways. Grateful for you, man.
Needing these to process and cling to as hope feels so elusive and almost extinguished. Wanting to find and be the light we are meant to be, but darkness is oppressive. Praying for strength to stand for all we are called to be not in spite of my fear, but alongside my fear. Struggling. Just struggling.
Hi Amy. I'm struggling, too. Also wondering if we'll feel God's presence leading through the darkness in a new way in the months and years to come. I don't know, just a flicker of hope there. Thanks for sharing your struggle- it's encouraging to know I'm not the only one.
These prayers & poems helped me so much today. I will be rereading them over the coming days. Thanks so much for all you do to shepherd us. I appreciate your kind heart & spirit. You are a blessing in my life.
These are stunning. Like a field of wild prayers blooming after empire’s storm.
I keep circling back to Laura Jean Truman’s line: “Keep me fiercely kind.” Because kindness without fierceness gets trampled, and fierceness without kindness becomes just another theology of control.
Also… Cole Arthur Riley naming the burden of performative empathy hit like a psalm I didn’t know I needed.
Thank you for this liturgy of not-looking-away. It reads like a devotional for those of us who still believe—and still rage, still mourn, still hope.
Zach. Thank you for composing this compilation. Much needed for my soul and a reminder that my strength is found in my weaknesses. Been battling with hopelessness all year long and it culminated devastatingly this last week. With that, however, I have so many beautiful people and opportunities to be grateful for, and I add you, your family, and your ministry to that list.
This is so kind, bro, and I'm really glad it resonated with you. I just stopped to pray for you as you continue battling hopelessness and walk through grief from this week. Reach out if I can ever help in other ways. Grateful for you, man.
Amy, just realized you coauthored this. Sorry for the oversight. Not sure if we’ve met but I’m just as grateful for you.
Thank you, Tim, but no need to apologize. I appreciate being included, and we are glad you're here!
Needing these to process and cling to as hope feels so elusive and almost extinguished. Wanting to find and be the light we are meant to be, but darkness is oppressive. Praying for strength to stand for all we are called to be not in spite of my fear, but alongside my fear. Struggling. Just struggling.
Hi Amy. I'm struggling, too. Also wondering if we'll feel God's presence leading through the darkness in a new way in the months and years to come. I don't know, just a flicker of hope there. Thanks for sharing your struggle- it's encouraging to know I'm not the only one.
We can all struggle together and share each other's burdens. Grateful not to be alone.
These prayers & poems helped me so much today. I will be rereading them over the coming days. Thanks so much for all you do to shepherd us. I appreciate your kind heart & spirit. You are a blessing in my life.
We're so glad, Robin. Thank you for your kindness and encouragement!
These are stunning. Like a field of wild prayers blooming after empire’s storm.
I keep circling back to Laura Jean Truman’s line: “Keep me fiercely kind.” Because kindness without fierceness gets trampled, and fierceness without kindness becomes just another theology of control.
Also… Cole Arthur Riley naming the burden of performative empathy hit like a psalm I didn’t know I needed.
Thank you for this liturgy of not-looking-away. It reads like a devotional for those of us who still believe—and still rage, still mourn, still hope.
Still burning,
Virgin Monk Boy
These are all a balm. But I've printed and tacked Venice Williams' words onto the wall in front of my desk.
That was one of Amy’s favorites too! I’m so glad it has been helpful 💙