The Rev. Casey dunsworth

serves as Associate Campus Pastor to the Belfry, the Lutheran-Episcopal Campus Ministry to UC Davis

and as Program Director for LEVN, the Lutheran Episcopal Volunteer Network.

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Tonight, in the line of the merchandise store, while they were packing up my bags, I saw the pictures of the prophets of the picket signs, screaming, "GOD HATES FAGS!" And it seems like the Church isn't anything more than the second coming of the Pharisees; scrubbing each other till their tombs are white, they chisel epitaphs of piety. Well, there's a burning down inside of me, because the battle seems so lost; and it's raging on so silently, we forget it's being fought.

So, amen. Come, Lord Jesus.

It's taken me years in the races to get this far, and there's no end in sight. I've carried my cross in the dens of the wicked -- you know I blended in just fine. And I'm weak and I'm weary of breaking His heart with this cycle of my sin. Still, he turns his face to me and I kiss it, just to betray him once again. Well, I've got oceans down inside of me -- I can feel the billows roll with the mercy that comes thundering over the waters of my soul.

So, amen. Come, Lord Jesus.

Tonight in the light of the gathering rain, I could hear creation groan. And a sigh rose up from the streets of the city to the foot of heaven's throne. And the people hear the sound of the sweet refrain -- absolution in the fray! It tells of the death of the one for the lives of the many -- more than any picket sign could say.

So, amen. Come, Lord Jesus.

"A Ritual to Read to Each Other," William Stafford.

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