Let us all be part of the bridge that spans the gulfs of fear and hate between us.
In the aftermath of an ambush that left five police officers dead in Dallas, Archbishop Blase J. Cupich of Chicago said, "Every corner of our land is in the grip of terror ... It is time to break the cycle of violence and retaliation, of fear and powerlessness, that puts more guns in our homes and on our streets." Learn more.
Fr. Carl Chudy SX offers this poem by Scott Cairns on the Xaverian Missionaries Facebook page.
EVENING PRAYER
And what would you pray in the troubled midst
of this our circular confusion save
that the cup be taken away? That the chill
and welling of the blood might suffer by His
hushed mercy to abate, to calm the legion
dumb anxieties as each now clamors
to be known and named? The road has taken
on, of late, the mute apprearance of a grief
whose leaden gravity both insists on speed
and slows the pilgrim's progress to a crawl.
At the least he's found his knees. I bear a dim
suspicion that this circumstance will hold
unyielding hegemony until the day.
What would you pray at the approach of this
late evening? What ask? And of whom?