Would it be the worst thing in the world to curl up in a blanket with a bowl of cereal and watch cartoons? This is the Lord's day. Enjoy it.

God fills our cups, not just until there is enough, but until they overflow with so much goodness that we can't help but share it.

God of majesty and might, bring order to chaos, understanding to confusion, and your sweet peace to every place of disruption.

If this is the last day before tomorrow, what else should I be doing but praising God? 

Where is the gate of righteousness at our southern border? Who will offer God's protection? How far are the righteous willing to go to care for children? May God help us with answers.

What does it mean to be saved from aimlessness?

I come from God and will return to God. The psalmist's highest aspiration is to be one sheep in God's flock. Not the best. Not the wooliest. Not the bleat-ing-est. Just one in God's many.

What noises accompany the activities that bring you joy? Maybe it's an instrument or voice, the hum of a sewing machine or the rasp of a pencil. Make a joyful noise to the Lord!

Sheep are a mess. The evidence of their presence turns a pasture brown. Clearly they are thoughtless, clumsy beings who need to be led in right paths. I could sympathize.

It is legal to leave water for non-human animals in the desert. Leaving water for humans who crossed the border illegally is a federal crime. O God, may love never be criminal. Amen.