Tuesday - March 25, 2025

SCRIPTURE  Luke 9:10-11 On their return the apostles told Jesus all they had done. Then, taking them along, he slipped quietly into a city called Bethsaida. When the crowds found out about it, they followed him, and he welcomed them and spoke to them about the kingdom of God and healed those who needed to be cured. WORDS OF HOPE Jesus sneaking into a city seems strange, but he had become a celebrity, and everyone wanted to see and hear him. I suspect Jesus and his apostles got overwhelmed with crowds and yet we see Jesus welcomed them and began teaching. For a celebrity, “slipping quietly” into anywhere is impossible. I’m sure their lives are exhausting having to face the constant barrage of fans, yet some of them do it so well it seems effortless. It reminds me of a time when I met George Burns. He was having dinner at The Palm restaurant and as I walked by his table I noticed him and said hello. I briefly told him how much I admired his work and then started to leave. Graciously, he shook my hand and asked my name. We chatted for a few moments, and I will never forget it. He could have been annoyed, but he showed me grace. Jesus did the same thing. Not only did he start teaching and healing people, in later passages he feeds five thousand with a few loves and a couple of fish. His hospitality and grace are the point of that story. I believe the miracle is secondary to his attitude for me. Exhibiting grace and modeling kindness goes a long way toward bringing the kingdom of heaven to earth. PRAYER May I learn hospitality and grace and exhibit it to everyone I meet. Amen DEVOTION AUTHOR Hardy Haberman

SCRIPTURE  Isaiah 42.5 Thus says God the Lord, Who created the heavens and stretched them out, Who spread out the earth and its offspring, Who gives breath to the people on it And spirit to those who walk in it, WORDS OF HOPE The Future I believe that we are beginning a blessed new adventure. It feels as though we have started it without even realizing it. The world is demanding honesty, integrity, and virtue from the citizen to the leaders of our nations. The Earth is saying, “Stop polluting my seas, land, and air.” The creatures are fighting for survival on every continent. Anyone who is listening can hear the cries for change, but we are already changing. The proof can be found in our children. Has there even been a generation like there is now with children who are so wise? It has taken my whole life for me to learn to love myself, however, children now are learning to love their uniqueness. When people love themselves, they can love one another because we reflect what is inside of us on the outside. Greater love is in the next generation, and for this reason, I realize that the future is full of wonderous possibilities. All over the world children are fighting for equality, our planet, and for the lives herein. Where did they get this wisdom? I see now that we did not fail. Perhaps, it was through our many failures and struggles that we, as a whole, learned what better really was; however, it is our children who will show us what better looks like. We must give our children everything we have. God bless the children! Not everything we left for them will make life easier for them, but the challenges they face will give them the endurance to keep pressing forward and the gratitude to protect what they have. We are not the most advanced civilization. It has not been born yet. Our job of teaching, protecting, and loving our children yet remains. Our most precious treasure is our children. Therefore, we must teach them that nothing is impossible for them and to never stop dreaming. Above all, we must demonstrate the power of love by believing in them as we believe in God. PRAYER Abba God, Our children need a good teacher. You gave us the gift of our children. Help us to show your love so that our children may know you. Without Your love, there is nothing to be gained in this world. Therefore, let every soul know You tenderly. Bless You Abba, because even when things are buried in darkness, greater light is waiting to break through. Amen. DEVOTION AUTHOR Jonathon McClellan Order of St. Francis and St. Clare

SCRIPTURE Isaiah 54.1-10 “To me this is like the days of Noah, when I swore that the waters of Noah would never again cover the earth. So now I have sworn not to be angry with you, never to rebuke you again. Though the mountains be shaken and the hills be removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken nor my covenant of peace be removed,” says the Lord, who has compassion on you. WORDS OF HOPE Isaiah’s words from God are comforting today, considering the hill-shaking turbulence we human beings constantly visit upon our planet, whether it is drilling for fossil fuel or destroying forests for urban expansion and cattle pastures. Disturbing the peace just seems to be a part of human nature that will always be with us, yet God’s unfailing love and compassion for us remains constant and unshaken in a world still comparable to the Days of Noah. Whenever I have told the story of Noah and his family to children, their reaction to the part about the corruption that preceded the Great Flood has usually been rather passive. They are familiar with the whole story and are waiting to hear the part about the animals, all of whom were blameless in the acts of humanity that led to the judgment. Children look forward to seeing the animals peacefully parading to the ark where they will be kept safe and secure thanks to God’s love and respect for them. I have never lost my childhood affinity for animals and my respect for their essential roles in a healthy ecology grows by the day. The ones we get to know best are also reminders of so many of God’s attributes. A faithful dog’s unfailing love for us will not be shaken. I also found this to be true of a cockatoo who was part of my life for over 40 years. A slumbering cat on the front porch is the image of peace, trust, and comfort. With no animal living in my house these days, I’ve developed a minor zoo on that porch, with late night visits from opossums and racoons who share the food I first left there for neighborhood cats. Now I leave treats especially for them as well. I live in a wooded neighborhood that had been their exclusive environment for countless wildlife generations. Peace offerings of food are the least I can do in a covenant of cooperation with God’s Creation. PRAYER Thank you for your unfailing love for every member of your Creation. May we strive to exemplify your compassion to every species, including our own. DEVOTION AUTHOR Dan Peeler Order of St. Francis and St. Clare

READING  Contemplative practice is a “heart-centered knowing that is receptive rather than grasping, intuitive rather than logical, and a slow ripening rather than a quick fix. In this inner spaciousness we begin to transform our wounded and broken places to remember our original wholeness. Slowly we become people who live in and respond to the world through love. Becoming people who live in the fullness of love is the deepest hunger of all. “ Christine Valters Paintner WORDS OF HOPE In this year’s Lenten book study, deeply rooted in contemplative practice, one of the weekly exercises is lectio divina, a type of holy reading, for passages from the desert fathers and mothers. Recently after a story in which Abba Arsenius is held up as an icon, Paintner asks us to “imagine that [the Abba ] blesses you with simplicity and openness. He extends his hands to you and offers the gift of a handmade empty clay bowl. Receive it in your open hands and spend a few moments pondering the inner spaciousness the bowl creates.” I didn’t have to imagine; I knew that bowl: my Hopi Heart Bowl, as I call it, brought back from the Old Oraibi community in Arizona many years ago and used in classes and groups over decades to hold prayer requests, forgiveness needs, and the names of loved ones who have died. This season I sit with it during my morning prayer time. Running my hands over its sides, I feel the contours of the cool clay and seek out the one hairline crack in the upper edge. I remember standing in the home of the woman who made the bowl with her own hands. She was not a famous potter, but one who lovingly created it and painted the black heart designs in the Hopi style. When I discovered the crack, for a moment I was tempted to set it back on the shelf, but quickly, without fully knowing why, decided to purchase it—beautiful and flawed together. Now I hold it before me in prayer asking God to let its emptiness teach me what I need to know this Lent. Emptiness—what is it to me? Lack, or need, or loneliness—being without, a kind of poverty. And yet there’s an openness and spaciousness as well. At these associations, tears gather along my eyelids—both grief and gratitude flowing. To try to stop the pain that comes, we often fill up our bowls with media addictions, food, multi-tasking, working ourselves into exhaustion. But here is a call to allow the pain of this emptiness that I might know the fullness of what only God can give. As I open to the meaning of this practice during Lent, one scripture from Philippians 2 comes clearly to mind: “Let the same mind be in you that was in Christ Jesus, who, though he existed in the form of God, did not regard equality with God as something to be grasped, but emptied himself, taking the form of a slave, being born in human likeness. And being found in human form, he humbled himself and became obedient to the point of death—even death on a cross.” PRAYER This Lent, O God, let us sit with open hands, empty hands before you, that our hearts may be transformed in your love. Amen. DEVOTION AUTHOR Dr Pat Saxon

SCRIPTURE  Luke 13:20-21 Again he asked, “What shall I compare the kingdom of God to? It is like yeast that a woman took and mixed into about sixty pounds of flour until it worked all through the dough.” WORDS OF HOPE I find it amazing that the images that Jesus uses in his parables are timeless, that they are equally as relevant to us in 2025 as they were back in Jesus’s day. As an avid bread baker, I particularly like this one. Over time, I have read it several ways. I used to interpret the yeast as the Holy Spirit working in and through the flour, which is metaphorically us. But lately, I have decided I would rather see myself as the yeast because yeast is a living organism, albeit a fungus, that needs care and feeding, as I do. The flour then is the world around me. A loaf of bread is the result of how I interact with the world around me. In the making of bread, yeast consumes sugars and starches and produces carbon dioxide. This happens during a fermentation process that requires the careful combination of ingredients with the yeast…and time. The resultant carbon dioxide then gets integrated into the dough’s structure and causes the bread to rise, determining its height, density, and taste of the loaf. Just as yeast does, we consume what we are fed. If fed properly, we are activated and work within “the dough” to create a well-leavened, well-raised, world around us. The teachings of Jesus become our sugars and starches. Through our time of prayer and study, the “fermentation process,” we are fed and nourished so that we can do our part to mix with “the flour” and create a beautiful world. Yeast that is not fed well, that is combined with water that is too hot or too cold or too little or too much salt, will die. We too will die spiritually when we are not nourished by the word of God and do not giver it time to work, to ferment, in our souls. Carbon dioxide is the good that comes from the fermentation process of well-fed yeast acting with the flour. Through our “fermentation process” with God, the Holy Spirit bubbling up in us works through us so that we can become the hands and feet of Jesus in the world. Seeing carbon dioxide as a metaphor for the Holy Spirit may take some more thought. This may be a good point of reflection on this day, National Science Appreciation Day. Biblically speaking, yeast is associated with sin, hence the reason that the Passover bread is unleavened. Perhaps this is another reason to see myself as the yeast. I am human therefore I am with sin. Despite this, in a healthy environment in which I am free by God, just like the fermented yeast in a leavened loaf, I can do good things in the world. Enjoy a good piece of bread today. As you taste it, think about its humble start - the grain in the field, water, salt, and the fungus known as yeast and how they all work together over time to create something healthy and beautiful. While savoring the bread, meditate on the idea that the kingdom of God is “like yeast that a woman took and mixed into about sixty pounds [of flour] until it worked all through the dough.” PRAYER Creator God, nourish me and work through me so that I can do my part to help the world around me truly be the kingdom of God. Amen DEVOTION AUTHOR Kris Baker Order St. Francis and St. Clare