Day 111
Tuesday, December 20, 2022

Restore us, O God;
    make your face shine on us,
    that we may be saved.
How long, Lord God Almighty,
    will your anger smolder
    against the prayers of your people?
You have fed them with the bread of tears;
    you have made them drink tears by the bowlful.
You have made us an object of derision to our neighbors,
    and our enemies mock us.
Restore us, God Almighty;
    make your face shine on us,
    that we may be saved. —Psalm 80: 3–7

I don’t know any other way to move through darkness, but to put one foot ahead of the other and listen for the exact sound of our footsteps. If we have to drop to our knees sometimes and press the palms of our hands against the duff and damp of the earth, then that is what we will do. —Kathleen Dean Moore, Wild Comfort: The Solace of Nature, 2010

Whatever circles round, let our bodies feel the earth beneath our feet, one foot in front of another, where we might be steadied and restored. Amen. —The Reverend Dr. Katie Snipes Lancaster